She pinned my arms to the ground above my head, easily beating my enhanced strength with just one hand. She leant forward, her huge breasts pushing ag...inst my chest as she put her head to my neck and took a deep breath in through her nose, smelling me.I heard her moan softly. For a moment, I worried she was about to sink those fearsome-looking fangs into my jugular and drain me dry. Instead, she pulled back slightly, her colossal breasts still pressed against my chest, her left hand still. Still, he was a decent enough fellow to let her sleep the night. In the morning, he showed her the door. Leila struggled constantly with being alone, which was happening more and more. Ace was tiring of her blue funk and had begun avoiding her. This made everything worse for Leila and she resented his lack of empathy. “It’s your fucking fault!” she would yell into the phone when he’d make some excuse to be somewhere else. “You’re with that little bitch again, aren’t you? Fucker! It’s your fault. So over the next months she made soure to tease him with her body and and mind and slowly make him ready for what's to come by making him a dribbling idiot who would do anything to get to cum. And every time she fucked his lose and huge arse she would tell him to think about a horse fucking it about being taken up the arse by a stallion and having his cave of a arse filled by hot horse spunk for her every time he would cum in seconds and wish for it to happen . After meny months of this she. Amber moaned and squirmed, kicking her legs. Jim grasped her firmly around her waist with his left arm and continued. Without pause Amber received about twenty hard hand spanks on her sit spots. Then another twenty where her thighs met her bottom. Another twenty or so higher on her back side. Finally twenty on each of her thighs. Jim stopped for a break. His hand hurt. Amber was crying uncontrollably. The pain and burning on her bottom and legs was unbelievable. God, was she glad that was over..