I rolled and smacked the concrete pretty hard, skipping across the floor several feet before wrapping myself around a metal doorway in dim ruby light....I caught the wall in the stomach and it bent me around, my head smacking the opposite side of the wall where my knees hit…I felt the rapid onset of unconsciousness, but fought it – keeping in mind the concept of having my plumbing dug up by a 12′ metal dong. The pain in my right ankle was extreme, taking my mind off the burning sensation in both. You tell me to give it to you...all of it, make you gag if need be. I grab your head and force my cock down your throat, you gag and retch a bit, drool is dripping out of your mouth. Your mascara is running, the copious amounts of saliva from your gagging only makes my cock push past into your throat. I bury my cock in your throat, hold it there until you push me away, gasping to get a breath. the bottle is still in your cunt, and I'm so fucking hot. I face fuck you, every stroke or two goes. The books are stored in a deep 'L' shaped closet. I made my way to the back and looked for the proper drawer. Just as I opened the drawer, the lights clicked off. I was a bit startled, but there is a small night light by the door, so I could almost see. I was surprised to see someone walking toward me in the darkness."Sit on the chair and don't say anything," a quiet woman's voice whispered. I didn't recognize her, but I did as she instructed. My eyes struggled to adjust to the darkness,. She smiled as I hooked her leg with my arm, she giggled as I thrust my cock deeper into her pussy, and then she grabbed my head and pulled my face to her. She shoved her tongue in my mouth as if I had taken her gum away and she wanted it back. She was fucking my mouth with the same energy that I was fucking her pussy. I felt my climax building, I felt her anticipation growing as well, and then all hell cut loose. I slammed into her viciously, causing her to bang up against the shower wall hard.