I beg you to stop as my hands are pinned above my head with your right hand. With your left you hold my legs back as you thrust long, deep, hard strokes into my noisy vagina. Your tongue forced into my mouth, keeping me from screaming. The more I struggle the tighter you pin my hands. With each stroke I begin to relax. Hypnotized by the meaty monster thats tearing into my cherry pie, I find myself sucking on your tongue while wimpering with each deep thrust. As you continue to fuck me harder and harder, I begin to push against you, meeting you thrust for thrust. I can feel your hard cock driving deeper into my wet pussy.
Feels so good to you.. my hot, tight twat strangling your huge dick. You want this feeling to last... Without warning, you pull out and flip me over onto my stomach. I can feel your hands roughly massaging my ass, lubing it with the large amount of cumn which has erupted from my now swollen mound. Without mercy, you force your three fat, dripping fingers deep into my ass, making me scream. My scream turns you on. Makes your cock harder. With your other hand you stroke your cumn-soaked shaft. I feel your dick pressing against my tight rectum, forcing entry. I hear a loud pop, again I scream.
I can feel your pole moving slowly into my ass. Not for my pleasure, but so that you could feel my tight ass-canal squeezing every inch of your cock. Stopping only when it can go no further, you then ease out until your cockhead is at the opening of my asshole. You then grab a tight hold of my hair, using it as reins as you ram that big, meaty rod of yours to the hilt. You do this again, and again. Slam! Bam! BAM!!!! Over and over. Encouraged by my screams and half-hearted sobs.
You then begin the age-old rhythm of see-sawing in and out of my abused anal canal. Slowly, and then faster, deeper. Your balls slapping against my ass as you continue to ride me. I'm moaning, panting/screaming, "Oh god..Mmmmm...Please....Uhn!...Uhn!....Uhnnnn!!! You're growling, groaning, as you begin spanking my fat ass-cheeks with such force that they sting. Faster. Fuck fuck fuck! Thrusting harder. Harder. Burying deep into my sore tunnel. "Yes baby, scream for Big Daddy!" you demand. As you continue to thrust I can feel your cock stiffening. You're ready to cumn, yet your fuck tool doesn't slow down. It glides deeper, quicker. Like lightening...
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