His cock then pressed against her hole, and slowly began forcing its way inside. She felt like she was sitting on top of a telephone pole, but was sur...rised at how good it felt. Once again, the two bodies thrust toward each other, and it was hard to tell who was the more excited. She won, and, as he continued pounding in her ass, had the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. "Had enough?" he asked. "Oh, yes. It was unbelievable." "Now get down on your. Mandy was definitely tipsy but I could also tell something was wrong. We found a secluded table and I asked her if something was wrong. Mandy asked if I would keep this to myself, I said of course. She told me that it was her marriage and she didn’t know what to do. She and her husband Rod hadn’t had sex in five years. She thought that it was going to be okay and she could be happy without fucking. About a year ago her doctor told her that her health was at risk with her being overweight. She. She had given everything she could to her marriage, and it apparently hadn’t been enough, so what would be the point risking another relationship since that might end also in pain. The refusal by Chyna to have Howard return to her bed shocked him. He pleaded with her, but Chyna was adamant. He had betrayed her trust once, and that was sufficient. It may have had something to do with her determined chin. Like many who feel forced to plead, Chyna’s refusal turned Howard’s pleading to anger. That. His tongue wriggling, that feeling alone, getting me so close to orgasm, but with the intensity of his fingering of my arse it brought me to the edge of an orgasm ever quicker. The build-up was better than ever before, and then as my screams got louder, Daddy worked harder and faster, which just made me cum with so much force and power, “Daaaddy!” My scream so loud, then the silence before rapid pants straight after as I collapsed forward in exhaustion. My head felt like it had exploded, I was.