“Oh god Dylan.” As her orgasm continued to flow through her in ways I thrust so hard I almost lifted her off her feet. I was so close now. “Cum ...or me Dylan!” Her tone was almost desperate. On the third of three massive thrusts Heather felt a shower inside her, every bit as warm and as engulfing as the shower on the outside. Three or four more big thrusts, each injecting more hot sticky cum inside my beloved. “Oh god I feel it...” Heather stopped mid sentence as the feel of my cum inside her. Galleries !However this is actually something that happened three years ago with another master who she visited at the time on one occassion only. We found him on a well known site and Denise liked what she read ! As usual I just let Denise go to the session herself and I just wait for her. We particularly liked the idea that he would video the session for me to watch ! We actually visited him on a Friday afternoon at his house which was a large victorian style three or four story building. I could feel his creamy load begin to slowly seep out of my ass and down my thighs. "That's it bitch." The other guy then smacked me across my face so hard it knocked me back off the cock I was servicing. He pulled me back up and I quickly started licking and sucking his buddies big, hot dick. Mmm, it was so big and hot. He thrust his hips forward and fucked the back of my throat like it was a pussy. "I'm gonna fuck this whore all night!" He was holding my head in place and ramming his. I arched my back, pushing my chest up. The sting and the burn triggered my lust. My fingers trailed over my hips to my hairless pussy. Dry skin on dry burnt skin.Bobby squeezed, still too gently. I moaned urgently, edging him on. “Bobby,” I whispered, “Hurt me.”He looked at me with doubt then squeezed a little harder. “Mm, harder, Bobby,” I moaned. Shaking his head, he smiled. His grip tightened. The pain was so good. My back arched further and my fingers pressed deep into my soaking pussy. My.