My limp little brown skinned wife was limp as could be, but her body rocked back and forth from his nonhuman strength as her pussy began forced to fl...wer out and open before the hard pounding knurly knot opening ever slightly further consuming the whole of the front of it.Stretching to all but ripping totally apart they stretched and took now half the knot as he gave a huge shove against her with his unhuman strength and sank it up into her pussy! My wife’s body imediately cringed up in. “I have to get back soon,” said Charlie, taking a swig of beer. “Shouldn’t we..?” “Yes, yes, we'd better.” I was quick and confident to reply, but my movements were sluggish and nervousness got a hold of me. I hadn’t been prepared for it. It was all, this entire situation, too good to be true. How many nights (and days) had I fantasised about him, about touching his body, feeling his hard, quivering cock in my hand? “Do you want to back out, Joe?” he asked, eyeing me dubiously. “Of course. He could scarcely stagger another yard, such was the extent of his exhaustion. He had clearly been beaten terribly very recently and looked much more than half dead."Tell me where you live, my friend, and I will make sure you get back home. First I will cleanse and dress your wounds and then you may mount this fine white steed."As soon as this had been done, she helped the naked boy up onto the previously empty saddle. She admired him briefly and appreciatively, for he was a strong youth and. " He looked up at me through half closed eyes and said "I still have a pair I bought for Cassandra right before she died. She never wore them said they were too "skanky" for a woman like her. They should be in the top drawer of that bedside table." I opened the drawer and pulled out a white box, inside was a hot pink nighty. It seemed a little scandalous for my 17 years, but it was my only option. I walked over to the bathroom on the other side of the room, and slipped it on. As I looked in the.