I felt pressure then pain, a sharp lancing laceration, splitting me.I wailed, “Aaaaaah,” as she forced her strap-on deep into my guts.She stroked ...nto me, not fast but long, powerful thrusts, going further and further into my bowels.“Does my Thrall like how Mistress can take care of him, does he like it: huum, yes, I think so,” she said as she gripped my erection and jacked me in rhythm to thrusts.I was mewling from the pain she was inflicting but if anything I wanted more, my cock was swollen,. I turned around to acknowledge her room not realising my towel undid although my cock was on display anyway and when I tuned back and saw them both quickly avert their eyes giggling to each other under their breath.The sun was belting down and Meghan laid back in the recliner sliding her skirt up a couple of inches to catch the sun on her legs and OMG with her legs slightly apart I had a perfect view of her thigh gap, Mmm.“This is the life” I said laughing, “Trish, why don’t you lay back and. “What’s today?” he asked.“Sunday, August 30th” replied his father.“I think today’s the day that Rebecca next door was going to have her church ceremony. Lauren and Nikki were going to be there as well.”“What church ceremony?” asked Maurice, a slight look of relief flitting across his face.“I can’t remember what the church was called. Seemed a bit whacky to me, a mixture of all sorts of religions”“Mike, I want to ask you something. We think Lauren is in some sort of trouble, and may be hanging. Rhonda raised her long legs and I put them on my shoulders to get even deeper. I could feel her cervix on every stroke. When it was time to speed up, she lowered her legs and wrapped them around my waist. I fucked her long and hard until she came with a moan as I buried myself to the hilt and exploded. I rolled her over on top so we could both rest. She whispered in my ear that she wasn't on the pill and I told her my secret of birth control.She squeezed me and said "I'm almost sorry. My mother.