“Shh, George,” Gentry coos. “It will only hurt a lot.” Gentry’s muscles flex as he shoves the hand—fingers first—inside George’s asshole. George releases a horrified scream. “Oh god, stop!” he wails. I have no clue what I’m looking at, but Gentry is so fucking beautiful in his predatory anger. “The Pastor sends his regards,” he snarls as he pushes the hand until it disappears completely.
