... I felt him pressing harder against me and my ass was starting to stretch open making me gasp out as the large head began to stretch and enter me...... he quickly put his mouth onto mine and began to kiss me passionately using his tongue in my mouth and throat......He must have spent the next ten to fifteen minutes fucking me like mad....I was writhing around on the bed as he pumped that lovely big cock in and out of me like a well oiled piston...I could feel him getting even faster and he. I looked out. I saw nothing untoward. The distant lightof Lea Moor Farm was barely visible in the gathering fog. As I settled downto another sentence and another mouthful, that was when the banging and themost fearful screaming began. Did I hesitate? Perhaps I should have. Perhapsthen I would not have fallen. Instead, I opened the door and there she was,a wild-eyed woman dressed in nothing but torn rags. I glimpsed tears, blood.Her grey-green eyes. 'Hide me! For the love of God, Michael, hide. This time he was paying, and that type of quality didn’t come cheap. It would be no ordinary meeting, but then, Emma was no ordinary woman. Emma was special in more ways than one. She was a lot younger than Matt, by almost twenty-five years and she had a mind that could put any porn industry in Hollywood out of business. Emma oozed sexuality and she knew it. She was not what you would call skinny, her breasts were large, her hips were curvy, but her figure was in proportion. Everything fitted. Ich zögerte, doch der Gedanke daran mit diesen in meinem Zimmer rumzumachen geilte mich noch mehr auf.Ich ging auf meine Bude, zog die Stiefel über die Nylons und spielte mit meinem Analplug am Po herum. Man, was war ich heiss. Mit angezogenen und weit gespreizten Beinen genoss ich das langsame Eindringen des Plugs, den verbotenen Reiz mit Blick auf die Stiefel meiner Mama und spritzte ab. Das Sperma lief mir über Hand und Penis."Weißt du wo meine Stie..." Ohne Verwarnung und noch während mein.