She beckons me over and spreads her legs. Her pussy is wet already. No pubes. She scoots over to the edge of the worktop and spreads her lips with her...fingers. She takes my cock in her other hand and guides it between her legs. I feel my cock sliding against the gentle resistance of her pussy, tight at first but she's quite wet already so penetrating her is effortless. I feel her buck her hips toward me involuntarily to meet my thrusts, already she is cumming. Her pussy is pulsating, it feels. But allow me to continue, and I think you willunderstand.From a very early age I have been very self-confident. I have knownwhat I liked, what I didn't like, and tried to set goals for myself. Ialways tried to have a path ahead of me so I knew where I was going.Sometimes I had to tweak my path a bit to line up with my goals, but Ifigured it was better to make a small adjustment ahead of time, thantrying to undo something after the fact.Tweaking your path?!?! Dude I would consider that a hard. "Jack, every tip you give us just reinforces how deeply you've hacked the 'Net. And some of it says you've hacked us, too, just like the secrets you said you'd publish. How can we leave you out there, out of control?" Out of your control, that's all," I said irritatedly. "So that's what I need to do, quit giving you tips? Let this shit just go down, let"—I said the woman's name—"contract her hubby dead, let snipers and bombers do their thing? Richard, that's crazy." No, Jack, and this is from. .”Upon hearing that, Ray quiets, disbelieving... In that same moment, the attacker forces his cock to split open your ass, shoving all the way to the bottom. Your face contorts into a mixture of pain and pleasure, as you scream loudly. “FUCK MY ASS HARDER, SIR!” Ray looks like he's been slapped, and closes his eyes as tears stream down his face. Your aggressor keeps fucking you, obliging your request, shoving deeper, slamming like a jackhammer, stretching your ass to the point where you know it.