He called a new name; Harry. “This is Harry. Show him, big guy.” Harry stood a head and chest taller than Barton. Barton looked to be about 6 feet...tall. Harry must have been close to 7 feet tall. Harry wasn’t heavy, but he wasn’t chiseled either. Aside from his height, he didn’t look like he could brag about much, so I was curious to see what Harry was going to unveil.Harry began to disrobe, and as his clothes shed, I saw that his body was extremely hairy. His back and front. He removed his. He had roughly taken hold of her hips and was holding her strongly in place. She was unable to move and as she gasped he began pushing his huge cock at her tight ass hole. She pleaded with him to stop but he continued pushing. As it had done with her pussy it took a while but suddenly her hole opened and took his head inside. She screamed loudly as his cock entered her tightest hole. As she scream Anton slapped her ass hard as punishment. "Shut up" he growled. Hannah pushed her face into the. There were hundreds of pairs of pantyhose in the drawer. A crossdresser's dream come true.She reached into the drawer and pulled out two packages from the right side of the drawer. She handed me one of the packages and told me, "Take off your pantyhose and put these on."I did as I was told and removed my Hanes Alive pantyhose and pulled the package open. These were some Italian brand pantyhose that I couldn't even read the label. It was all in Italian. As I pulled the pantyhose from the. I let the tip of myself rest against her entryway for what felt like an eternity, before I slammed into her body in one rough shock of force, the full length and girth impaling her eager pussy. My balls slapped against her and my groin rocked her body with each harsh thrust. A hand on her hips pushed her harder onto the rigid fuckstick diving deeply for her lust, and another hand pulled her hair from the back of her head.As I rode her I pulled myself to a kneeling position and kept driving.