He continued plowing my pussy harder and harder, making me cum again after just two minutes. He grabbed my hair and yelled at my ear: “Want it rough... bitch?” “I will fuck you like you have never been fucked in your whole life” He barked as he fucked me harder and harder. He was being now so rough; I could feel his pelvis slamming into my backside as I was taking the full length of his huge black dick deep inside my cunt. He had both hands on my curly hair pulling my head back then I could feel. “I love nasty little sluts like you.” He pulled me to my feet and pushed me over the kitchen table. “You know what else stretches cunt?” I felt his cock pushing up against my tiny puckered ass. It was still sore from having a corncob shoved up it the previous night. After he’d done that he’d left my ass alone, but now I knew he’d just been waiting. I whimpered and shook my head. Even the pressure of just his cockhead against my closed ass burned. “No, not that it hurts… please.” I begged. . The anal egg was providing a strange sensation in her ass, even though Alan hadn't started manipulating its stimulation levels yet. She was so out of it that she forgot completely about Suzanne's question, and was unaware of the awkward silence that followed.Having Suzanne sit right across from her was extremely distracting as well. She hadn't really had a chance to appreciate Suzanne's outfit before, since Suzanne had changed into her bikini mere minutes after arriving and then changed back. The sexual tension had been building up between the three of us for years but I didn’t surrender to it until an unseasonably hot and humid Friday night in June. Like every night when Sharon was out on a date, which was most nights, we settled down in the family room after dinner to watch a little television. We really didn’t watch much television because we were more interested in making love to each other with our eyes and see who could send the other scurrying off to masturbate first. As I.