(WIP) Dani in trouble (Version A)

Miguel knew that he needed to proceed carefully. Angering the soldiers could make things a lot worse. He placed two fingers into his mouth, moistening them with saliva. As he stared at Dani's beautifully shaped behind, he couldn't help but question if this was really happening and whether he should be doing it at all. But as the soldiers' impatience grew, Miguel knew that he had no choice but to act.

Dani's butt muscles clenched as if trying to get out of this situation one last time. 

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Dani's butt muscles tensed up, causing her cheeks to close in tight like her body was trying to protect itself from the situation at hand. Miguel noticed the tightness and with a gentle touch, he moved his hand to her left cheek, easing it open once again.

Despite the guilt he felt for exposing her again, he couldn't help the thrill he felt as he once again caught a glimpse of her intimate area. The smell, a mixture of sweat and a hint of musk, hit him as he parted her butt cheek, adding to the already intense atmosphere. The fingers on his right hand, still damp from his saliva, inched closer and closer. He could feel his own heart beating faster as he was about to continue the task, a mix of guilt and excitement taking over him. 

Miguel softly whispers "I'm sorry...", Dani hears this but remains silent. 

His wet fingers gingerly made contact with her anus, planting them directly over it. The touch sent a shiver through her body, and Dani closed her eyes, trying to block out the harsh reality of the situation. Miguel started to move his finger in a deliberate, up-and-down motion over her anus. As the seconds passed, he began to make slow, circular motions, unsure if his touch was coming across as sensual or inappropriate. The sensation of his fingers upon her was inescapable, and Dani couldn't help but curse the world, Castillo, and the soldiers for bringing them to this point.

Miguel, who was now lost in the moment, found himself consumed with lustful and perverted thoughts. He couldn't comprehend how, amidst all the chaos and turmoil, he had found himself in such a sexually explicit situation. He couldn't help but question if he should continue or stop. But he decided to continue, moving his fingers in slow, circular motions around and over the opening. The feel of her anus on his fingers was warm and slightly damp, the muscles tight and responsive to his touch. He couldn't shake off the guilt and shame he felt for being in such an explicit situation, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the thrill and pleasure it brought him.