Fuck me... fuck my gay asshole..." I started to thrust, my cock sliding back and forth inside of his tight ass, gripping onto my cock as I fucked him....I looked down at his ass, mesmerized, seeing his ass cheeks giggle and bounce as I fucked him. Nice long deep thrusts as he took me. "Oh fuck... fuck that's nice.." I let out. he looked back at me, begging for more, "Yeah? you like my gay ass on that dick? come on... fuck my gay ass, give me that dick." I started thrusting faster but he was so. Very quickly, before standing back up, still at full mast.“Wow, you don’t calm down easily do you?” She asked, looking down at my cock, then back at my face.I looked down at my pole, then back up at her.“I guess not. Should we pick back up where we left off in the woods?” I asked.“Listen, Josh, and trust me when I say this, I would love to fuck your brains out. I would love for the both of us to do the nasty until I was screaming and your sisters were banging down the door because they thought. When fully hard, he walked around the punishment horse and entered her again, but, no matter how hard he thrust, he found it hard to reach a climax. Panting and increasingly exhausted, he pulled out and spread the mix of her and his juices into her bottom hole. He then entered that tight hole, causing her to feel as if she was being ripped apart. Fucking her anally did the trick – he soon shot his load into her asshole.Presenting his, now again flaccid, penis to her, he gave her the same choice. The thought, ‘Careful what you wish for.‘ crossed my mind as shooting pain forced me to plead, “I’m sorry!” over and over again. The fantasy I had of Jones beating my ass wasn’t as exciting as I’d anticipated feeling the pressure applied to my testicles.She let go of my sack and I turned my back to her, cupping my balls and taking a knee. But the punishment wasn’t over as the rod laid a stripe across my ass. Instinct made me take my hand off of my achy balls and cover my backside.“Move you.