They provided no barrier to his delicious assault, for he wove his fingers beneath them, pulling them into the crack of my ass as his wrist stretched ...he flimsy satin. I bucked against his hand, wanting—needing—him to fuck me with it. I may’ve begged. It wouldn’t surprise me. My head was swimming with a desire so intense that it made me dizzy. I took my white-knuckled left hand from its death grip on the steering wheel and grabbed his bicep, pulling toward me until I finally felt a finger slip. You want to feel a cock pressing up against your ass. You strongly desire to worship big cocks.Listening to these instructions tantalizes your mind with tingling sensations. You find you need cock. The word, ‘cock’, fills you with a powerful urge to surrender to cock.At first, you have no idea that this addiction is growing deep inside of you. Strange urges inside slowly change you so you don’t even notice your addiction until you find that you have cock on your mind all the time.Imagine. He does not stop fucking you... he can't. Muffled little noises escape his hand as he continues to drive into you mercilessly and the silhouettes pass by unaware... or so he thinks. The man's head turns, his eyes staring directly at you... but it is impossible to tell if he can see or not, and after a moment they are out of sight. The rain is coming down in sheets now, the path slowly turning to mud, the overhang from the tavern room offering a bit of respite. Removing his hand from your. I need you. Please… she said. I just smiled. I spit on my left hand. I then wiped some saliva on my cock. I took two big steps behind her. I then slowly grabbed her big hips. She dropped her head down. I then rammed my cock all the way inside her hot pussy. She screamed. I moaned. She was so tight. I had to hold on, she tried to force my cock back out. She was not used to my size. FRANK!!! You bastard. Your cock is huge inside me today. I never felt you this big before. What have you been.