“Mmumph! What’s wrong?”Trish started to say something, but was interrupted by a loud rattle from the kitchen. Someone was messing with the knob ...n the back door. I hopped up, opened a drawer in our dresser and picked up my .45. I bought the gun when I was an enlisted man in the Army, before I got smart, transferred to the Air Force and got my commission. It was a GI weapon, probably brought back from Viet Nam. I paid $80 for it and hadn’t asked any questions.“Somebody’s trying to break in,” I. I leaned in and pressed my tongue firmly against her clit. She let out the loudest moan yet and that caused me to bury my face in her pussy. I licked her clit hard and fast and she bucked up against my mouth. Her moans were loud and she kept grabbing onto the back of my head. I could tell just by the way she felt that was I doing a good job in satisfying her. I moved my tongue down and pushed it teasingly against her pussy entrance. She made a slightly growl nose and pushed my head in against. After pushing more than five inches of the shaft into the tight opening, he wrapped the thin chains attached to the end of the device around her waist and fastened them together. “Now you can’t push the plug out of your body.”“Please, please, have mercy on me,” begged Lori immediately after Spader removed the gag from her mouth. “The grease almost killed me, and now this plug in by butt hurts. My stomach muscles are so sore I can hardly walk. I’ll do anything if you let me go! I’ll give you all. I could hear the rapid buzzing of the vibrator rise and fall as it slipped in and out. My hole was shiny wet. I was mildly shocked listening to my voice, the things I was saying. It was louder now, and between moans and gasps I said things like, "Omygod, yes!" And, "Fuuuck that's good." I couldn't remember doing that. It was real, though, I hadn't been faking. Then I said, "I need something bigger." No lube shots this time. The video view was me, on my back, legs spread, knees bent, a thick.