I went to the big fat guy behind the desk and asked how much it was for the peep show booths. I bought ten dollars worth of tokens, and with my heart ...ounding in my ears, made my way toward the tinsel curtain.I had not been to a peep show booth before and was surprised to find such small booths and no tissue paper in them. I knew I was going to spill my load and I knew others would too so expected paper towel or something. I chose a booth at the end of the corridor, closed the door and sat on. I cared deeply about his pleasure. A good girl or a good “woman” looked out for her man first. Somehow I felt a desperate but conscious need not to become too overwhelmed in spite of this stunning loving.As his powerful thrusts became rhythmic and driven I somehow I found myself biting my lip simply so I would not be vanquished by the throws of an early orgasm. My heart and soul were already there and my overwhelmed mind was above and beyond! His physicality and strength had me so helpless and. I pound her hard.BunnyShe rises, swinging her right leg around as she stands, and I see theoval package of her scrotum and a hint of her small, hard balls insidethe tight, risen pouch. Her hands find the headboard, and she standshalf erect, her cock rigid, running parallel to her tummy and her breastspointing down. Her face is indistinct--dark hair, dark eyes, a pair ofnostrils in a tiny nose, a hint of bright lips, red or orange. Mostly,from my perspective, behind and slightly below her,. Don't do this to me, please. I beg you."From beneath, her Terrier was still licking at her clit, while the other large dog was concentrating his licking to her pussylips. This three-prong attack was driving her nuts. She could feel her juices bubbling from within as the dogs pleasured themselves on her.The dog began humping at a furious rate now, as only an animal could. He drove his cock deeper with each thrust and buried more and more of his cock in the nineteen-year-old girl's virgin.