She lifted her legs the best she could and dug her heels into his ass. She watched as he eased himself into her, pushing until he was fully inside bef...re starting to pump into her. Jeffery started slowly, feeling her silken muscles grip him as he slid back. He then began picking up the pace. Stephanie matched his rhythm, mewling at each stroke. She could feel the ecstasy building inside of her like a plume of steam as he thrust into her faster and faster. She bucked and squirmed in her. After cleaning his stomach and cock, I sat up and kissed him on the mouth again. I grabbed the back of his head with my left hand, while my right hand fondled his balls. He put his right arm around my neck, and began stroking my cock with his right. I moved my right hand to his left nipple, and my left hand to his cock, which I began slowly stroking. Just then, I broke off the kiss, and whispered, “How would you like to try anal?” Colin moved so that he was kneeling on the floor, with his. To dislodge the steel like skewer up between her wide held thighs, but her movements only seemed to draw it even further into her belly, and she resisted, fighting to control the hysterical moans which were rising in her throat in response to the diabolical pain which was invading her."How... do... you... like... that whore?" Ron gasped, as he forced his cock deeper and deeper into her warm resisting little pussy, oblivious to her disgust and fear and agony. His venomous words cut her like a. I walk down the street, dressed only in my black sable coat, blackvelvet choker, and stylish 5 inch pumps, also black, of course. As I walk, the cold air seeps under my coat, up my legs andinto my bare pussy. I am going to Mr. Marshall?s mansion. I am afraid of whatwill happen there. I know I will be beaten, but not how, or how much. Where, Ido know; all over. It?s always on a Thursday, though not on all of them, that Igo to Mr. Marshall?s, always alone, and always nude under my one allowed.