Easy now, because we want him to think that it's a woman's hand on him instead of yours. I know, I know, when he gets so big, he'll settle for any han..., for anything else wrapped around him, but he likes my kind of hand better than yours. Don't you, big fella? Or would he really prefer a calloused hand? No, I don't think so, not the way his owner writes to me.But are you really his owner, my love? Or does he own you, the way all the SuperCocks of the world, whatever their names may be, own all. ...she did. I then felt her pull my waistband down, gotta love sweatpants!! She started to tug my cockand playing with my balls. Not that i have the bigget cock, but it was the biggest she ever seen. I leaned back on the sink and pulled her to her knees, slapping her cheek and forehead with my cock. Then i put it in her mouth and grabbed the back of her head and forced it in. Tears rolled from her eyes as she gagged on my cock. I pulled her up and spun her around. Before i could get in her. What a treat.”Jenna explored his crack, tickled his asshole with a fingertip, hefted his balls, and rather awkwardly reached his cock. She expected the pain would’ve made it limp, but it was partially stiff and grew and expanded at her touch.“Ah, thank you, Miss Jenna.” Seth arched his hips away from the bench, affording her a better grip.“That’s a good instinct, Jenna. Alternate pleasure and pain,” Sondra coached from the side. “Swat him a few more times and we’ll switch.”Licking her lips,. I wish I could say that death was instantaneous, but the beast didn't live long with its lungs torn up that badly. The only sound made by the victim was a kind of whoosh as the air was knocked from its lungs, and the rest of the herd was not even aware that one of its members had been attacked.We hunters congratulated the ballista crew on an excellent job before we walked over to the animal to begin butchering. By moving slowly, we did not frighten the rest of the heard, so they stayed where.