" Melissa, I'm going to puke," sighed Benny, leaning over."You'll be fine, and I think you've already puked up everything insideyou. You just need som... actual food in your stomach, so let's get youdressed and have a quick bite," replied Melissa, rubbing his back. "Iknow we only began to explore what Miss Natasha has been craving onlyrecently, but for a dainty little princess like you, that might be thebest thing you've ever done." Getting tramp stamped!" cried Benny as she slipped on a black. My breathing gets heavy, "Please, Matt. I need you to fuck me." I gasp. He pushes the head in again and this time I'm ready. I arch my hips and clamp my legs around his waist and take as much of it in as I can manage by myself. A long growl escapes my mouth as he stretches me wider than I ever felt before. It feels amazing and my pussy hums around him. He grips my hips and thrusts into me, hard. I swear he's about to rupture my stomach lining but I don't care. I thrust against him making him go. He was so into it I'm not sure he ever noticed that it wasn't my fingers that I was positioning at the doorway to his anus, but the tip of my dick.He was still telling me what he was going to do to my ass that he never noticed where my own cock was. I had loosened him up with my fingers and tongue that I was able to work my way into him as my wife held him hard to her pussy. By the time he realized what was happening the tip of my cock was already in.I felt him buck forward but my wife held him. Smith could feel her resistance rising like a cold tide. He pushed back “I think you would like it if you gave it a try.” She slowed down, paused longer this time. Still resisting, but her will was ebbing. “If you hate it, we can always stop, dear.” Giving her back the illusion of power tamped down on the last bit of resistance. She was back in his thrall. Miss Hart let his cock slide out of her mouth and stood up.“Okay, I’ll try it. But I won’t promise to like it. Umm, how do you want me?” Mr..