You began pushing gently, until pop it got through the band of muscle, it wasntt too bad then, you made small movements in & out, then shocked me by l...tting it come all the way out again and have to fight to ram it back in. That made me scream out. You rubbed oil into my ass cheeks, back, tits neck , all whilst you fucked my arse.You grabbed my hair and pulled my head right back as you carried on pushing your cock into my ass. I could take it no more, so you pulled it out and went straight into. It was six years since she had accompanied Lydia on her first day and the chair hadn’t moved since then. ‘I think Sister Hazel knows.’ ‘Was she the Sister with August’s cane?’ ‘Yes Grandmother. She never seems to put it down.’ Alice smiled. That cane. She knew the look. Knew the sound, knew the feel. August was a sadistic bitch, but she was His sadistic bitch. ‘What happened to Sister August after she died?’ ‘They cremated her. She is in that urn over there.’ Lydia pointed to a small shelf. We thought we would move out of the bar and get some food elsewhere. Then she suggested that we should probably pick up food and eat at her home. I was amazed and thought today is my day.Jen pulled her car out, and she asked me to follow her as she drove to her home. So many thoughts were running in my mind while driving. However, I kept calm and cool and felt that Jen inviting me home was just a friendly gesture as we had connected well.After we went inside her home, I got comfortable and sat. "Relax your throat, slut", he growled as he pushed deeper, his shaft entering her throat. At the same time, Jessica felt someone grabbing her waist and lifting her up, into a bent over, standing position. She felt a brief moment of fear, but it vanished when her thong was pulled down and two large fingers rubbed her pussy. "Damn, this bitch is wet", said a deep voice. Jessica recognized it instantly. It was the bouncer who had grabbed her ass. "She definitely came here to be a slut", the.