She soon began to thrash about, and opening her eyes, moved her loins about, and the first pain of the entrance over, I began a slow weaving, rhythmic...motion on her body, allowing my prong to glide in and out of the heated moistness of her glove-like membranes.‘Oh, oh, oh,’ she cried, ‘you are cruel, cruel indeed! Why could you not be easier with me?’Then, pain giving way to more passionate sensations, she allowed her bare arms to steal tightly around my neck and her loins gave me back thrust. My pussy was sopping, the juices glistening along my swollen lips. His lips were on up my thighs again, crossing one to the other, until I felt his breath on my pussy. He sucked my lips, not touching my clit but leaving that to throb. My breathing came in short bursts, my chest moving up and down. Oh how I needed this man… a man I didn't even know. What the fuck! I was lost in the heady moment, almost delirious with sensual desire. My hands grabbed at his head, my hips bucking up and down,. Sarah was able to feel her pussy dampen as her lust for the man behind her began to take hold. Her breath quickened with the pace of her boyfriend’s movements. She reached to the forgotten button of her jeans and gracefully undid it. Sarah kicked off both her jeans and her lacy black thong, providing access to her tight cunt. Carl found her pussy was so wet that he could push his large cock in without any added lubrication. As he entered her, Sarah could feel how tight she was and she knew Carl. She continued wailing into the duct tape. Tears matted her blond hair, her face now nearly purple from screaming and crying. She stared right into the camera with her teary blue eyes. The cameras then pulled out to focus back on her obscenely split-open holes, so impossibly stuffed to the brim with meat. Johnny kept a steady, hard pace in her cunt, but Big Bob was tearing her ass up with his giant pole. He kept his big hands on her hips, spreading her asscheeks apart to get as deep inside.