..and you will..." he grunted back, continuing to pound me even harder. His cock was so big, it was not only stretching out my tight hole, but I coul... feel him deep inside my tummy.Once my body adjusted to how deeply he was penetrating me, my clit started to stiffen up a little more. I could also feel his cock getting firm while he was deeply thrusting it in and out of me. He leaned down and started kissing my neck. I felt his lips around my ear and he started gently biting. His hands. One afternoon as usual I was driving to my shop and on the way near a busy signal light I received a SMS. In the process of checking the SMS I lost concentration on driving for a while and I banged a Santro in front of me. The accident was very small almost negligible, but the driver of that car would not understand. I saw in the car and saw a lady who was in her late thirties. She was wearing a t shirt and a jogging pant. I think she was returning from some fitness class. I told her hi, I am. I yelped and cried in pleasure and shock. Suddenly my instinct had me trying to crawl away but Master X’s strong hands grabbed my hips and pulled me back to him, impaling me onto his huge black cock. Then I felt as if I was being split in half as he slowly and steadily invaded my wet vagina. When he finally completed penetrating me, I could feel the tip off his thick head practically entering my cervix.“Oh my… you are so fucking big, Master X. You are ripping me open…” The huge black guy. This Jeffery Milhouse, while apparently a paragon of virtue, was the likely cause of the attack on the house."Ok, I will say this just once. Yes, I am responsible for the seeming disappearance of the attackers. The seven men are not hurt or dead. They are sort of, in a place of storage. I can bring them back, just as easily. We need to figure out who we want to bring back first, and how we are going to deal with them," I said a bit grimly.Questions flew at me, and I told them I had said as much.