He selected a leather one with padlock claps and four embedded stainless steel rings spaced apart arounf the circumference of the collar. Looking at Z...na expectantly, he raised the collar to her neck level. She reached back and lifted her hair out of the way. He placed the collar around her neck and moved to buckle the clasps, bumping her chest with his in the process. She didn’t flinch as he snapped the closure. Backing up to arm’s length, he checked the fit and she lowered her hair and arms.. 9 inches of black meat tears me apart, his massive spunk filled balls slap my arse rhythmically as I grunt and cry. I have never felt pain like it, my legs tremble over his shoulders, my toes curled tight. After maybe two or three minutes of this, the pain has stopped and I’ve gone limp. I’m letting him use me. He takes his hand away, and whispers into my ear“You fucking love this, you little white bitch. You bitches always love it. Tell me you love my cock. Tell me, you know you fucking want. Sometimes, before the handcuffs got to hurting too bad, I could just stand still and wait for Mabel’s gyrations to present a breast to advantage and then let it have it. They were glorious scarlett! Mabel wept with abandon. I let her down three or four inches. She knew why. She looked at me pitiously. But seemed resigned. All hope gone sort of thing. She even nodded dumbly when I told her to spread her legs. Hre penalty for closing them would be a return to her breasts. She cried steadily. I. ‘Argh! Oh baby! Fuck yes! Fuck, fuck me you fucking stud!’ she yelled so loudly, I was convinced neighbours could hear, but I didn’t care. She had slept with over twelve hundred different men, but she was tight, compassionate and absolutely fantastic. I bent her over slightly more, grabbed her still by her tits and began banging her harder and harder, upping the pace and force until her screams of pleasure reached the optimum pitch and volume, and then just kept it up. Far from making her a.