And indeed for me, something had but it wasn’t over yet. Though I was beyond feeling or caring, Pete’s hand kept on working inside me. His fingers...kept on scraping across my g-spot, all four knuckles kept on being rammed into my wire-tight entrance.The heat grew almost unbearable, the downwards pressure in my belly greater than ever, the pain from my abused vagina searing but Pete was relentless and I was helpless. Within a few moments, a second jet of fluid burst from me, then a third, each. He placed his throbbing cock at the face of her pussy and started to push slowly. I could see his cock going down inch by inch in to my wife`s pussy. He then started to pump slowly for some time. My wife started to moan and scream slightly as she was enjoying a huge dick deep inside her pussy. My friend then increased his speed and my wife was supporting him by raising her hips. In between, my friend was also kissing and kneading my wife`s huge breasts. After few heavy jerks he emptied his. Outside the door Bonnie pulled out her cell phone and called nine one one, she whispered that a rape was in progress and gave them the address. The dispatcher immediately sent a couple of cars and told her to wait for them to arrive. Bonnie was going to go back downstairs and wait for the cars when she heard something. ‘Now slut you are going to get anal, something I could never get Kelly to do.’ He said. ‘NO MOT MY ASS!’ she shrieked. Bonnie decided she had to do something and she pulled out. Wendy didn't think much of my old two-room shack, and pointedly mentioned that a growing boy and a 'still fairly young bride very much within her childbearing years' were both going to need some growing room. She had an eye on a suitable house in a nice row of large old semi-Victorian houses just south of Towne Centre, and she wasted little time and was a very motivated buyer indeed. We made Victor a comfortable bed on my tired worn out sofa and promised him something better 'soon'. Before we.
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