I continued gagging, and was conscious of being a real mess by this point... his pre cum was mixed with my drool and covering my face, neck, and the f...ont of my chest, my eyeliner and lipstick were smeared, and Ray was mercilessly forcing his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I knew I belonged here, worshipping this man's gorgeous shaft, pleasing him with my wet mouth and throat.I had taken all but the last inch up to this point, but he soon had forced his entire length into my throat. I. Dot promised a spanking every time I broke a nail, adding an extra swat each time. The first week, I got four spankings and one or two per week after that for awhile. Later, she changed the rules; when I got up to 21 swats, she decided that I could not have my weekly spanking if I broke any nails. I haven't broken any nails in over a year.Needless to say the growth of the nails were part of the reason I no longer help with the cooking or cleaning nor even dress or bathe myself anymore. My nails. He entered her with one swift thrust, unable to contain himself, his desire. She cried out his name, moving against him, needing him deeper, pulling him deeper, with his every thrust. He pumped his hard length in and out of her, changing tempo every so often. Fast and hard, then teasingly slow and tender. He suckled her breast, as he brought both of her hands to rest above her on the pillow, near the headboard at her head. Capturing her wrists with one hand, his free hand trailed softly over. "Oh wow, your cock is immense, it’s bigger soft than Drew’s is hard.”These are words any man wants to hear, losing any fragment of self conscience I aim my tool into the toilet and start to pee, a sharp strong jet of urine breaking the water in the pan. Polly has now crouched down, her head level with my member. She seems entranced, mesmerised. As I reach the end of my pee she grasps my dick and squeezes.“Have you got a little bit left for me?”I nod, unable to believe what is occurring.“In my.