She seemed even more eager this time, and he knew that E was so extremely close to cumming. This position hit E’s G-spot perfectly, every thrust mad... her moan and scream in pleasure. D could feel his package tingle, he became so breathless and he knew he was about to release inside of her.'Cum with me,' he said in a panic, knowing he was going to at any second. The final thrusts were the most heavenly, going as deep in her pussy as he possibly could. He felt her body tremble as her pussy. ”She opened her mouth and Henry shoved his prick in it, continuing to talk dirty, “You’re my little whore, aren’t you, baby? My little fuck slut and cum dumpster! That’s right suck my dick like a good little bitch! Fuck! You’re so good!”He grabbed two handfuls of red hair and hammered away, watching his shaft slide between her pretty red lips. He slapped her face a few times and said, “Get on the table whore, my cock needs your tight asshole.”Sydney snuck a peek at the clock and saw that his. He was six feet, three inches tall, broad-shouldered and muscular, a mountain of a man. He had messy black hair, dark eyes that glittered with mischief, and a generous smile when he wanted to share it. He was menacing to anyone who had a reason to fear him, but with people he liked, he was unwaveringly devoted and kind. We both shared my moms coloring–olive skin with dark eyes and hair–but he was big and square, with a strong and athletic build, while I was petite, thin and small-breasted like. " Clarrie helped M'lady fasten the leather bindings to my wrists and ankles and connect them to the corner posts of the bed. Tears flowed down my face and began to soak the bedspread and I couldn't stop them even when M'lady rebuked me. "I'll just have to give you something to cry about," she remarked angrily, "The stripes you had earlier have faded and need renewing and there is an ample canvas for me to paint." Again her words were accompanied by that evil smile. "Bring me a nice wide strop.