I would sit around my house and watch old movies and drink whiskey. My folks had passed away at an early age. I was an only child. I was pretty much l...ft alone except for an aunt out in California.If I did go out, I would encounter happy parents hustling their kids to move along. I would also see young haggard-looking women who had not yet completed their shopping. I yearned to say to them, "Spend your time with your family while you have them. It's not the presents and wrapping that are. ..” Crystals of tears continued to roll down my cheeks. Using his other hand, he took his rifle and tossed it onto my bed. Instantaneously, using the same hand, he grabbed my wrist tightly together and held it behind my back. He took a step forwards and squeezed his body against mine. His nose ran down my neck and sucked profusely while he used his tongue to lick my neck. He then bit my neck lightly. It felt like a wild dog tasting its prey. With his whole body around me, he pushed me against. ”“God, why do you have such a monster,” Monika cried out, feeling the iron bar stretching her open from the inside. Her anal ring was sliding up and down his shaft, feeling every ridge and vein, stretched so tight. Her insides began to cramp around the thick flesh, Nick shoving hard in places that had never been touched from the outside, forcing her colon to straighten to accommodate the long cock. She didn’t know how much more she could take, but Nick cared little, grunting and groaning on top. He fucked her ass like an animal. Doing whatever he liked to her. And soon the constant pace and pressure meant that he could hold back no more. The sensations rushed through him, running from his cock up, along his nerves and into his brain. He could feel the blood rushing along his arteries, down from his heart, along his groin, and into his swelling cock. Causing it to pulse as the pleasure rushed through his whole body. Then as Toby thrust forward one last time, and his cock slid the length.