It fills my cunt and stretches my cunt walls apart to make room. It slides in further as my body slowly moves downwards, borne down by my body weight ...nd the gentle pressure on my arms and shoulders. It is only half the way in but I feel an intense pain which increases unbearably each time I try to lower myself down further.. I feel sweat break out on my forehead, not from the heat but from fear. Cold stark fear grips me as I realise that I cannot accept the full 17 inches of the Sword of Ra in. The owner of our words was wrapped in her shroud and lay in that simple dark box. And so, a chapel filled with a million spoke meaningless gibberish when we attempted to mourn and speak our greatest grief at losing our gift, our Muse. It seems ironic to me that the one moment when all wanted to cherish and remember the cause of letters loved, and stories told, when it was absolutely obligatory to paint our grief in the words she gave us, those words ran dry. I wept. No, I keened because the. His cock lodged deep in her virgin throat you little cocksucker.’ Motin guided her head with short quick strokes into the tight recesses of her throat. Mithila’s whole body was aflame with desire to please this man. She completely relaxed and let Motin use her mouth like a cunt. He fucked her mouth and throat with frenzied thrusts from his hips, pounding his hard member into her luscious mouth. She moaned as the head popped out of her mouth. She gasped for air and Motin took his cock and. She pulled out her second instrument. A soft plastic funnel. Sheplunged it quickly into Amanda’s ass. Amanda clawed at the sheets asshe ground her clit against the mattress.Suzanne scurried on top of the funnel. Straddling Amanda, she raisedher slip, squatted two inches above the funnel’s rim, spread herlegs out a little…And started hissing hot piss into the funnel through her beige panties,which quickly became drenched. Some of the excess pee was runningdown her full.