.." A few minutes later, a still troubled Karen returned to the subject ofmasturbation. "Look, Gabriella. While I really do appreciate your more thang...nerous offer, I'm not really sure if it's a good idea for me to be doingsomething like that." "You mean, because God might not like it?" "Yeah... I guess I'm kind of worried that were I to do something as crass asplaying a game of grabass with myself, The Big Guy might not take to kindly toit..." "All right... I understand where you're coming. As she relaxed her sphincter she cued me by pushing back and further onto my cock. When my balls hit her pussy she stopped and squeezed my cock with her sphincter. The pressure was the same as a cock ring and I could feel myself swelling larger in her bowel. I began to push a little deeper and pull out a small amount. Her grip was tight and I was swelling to the point of pain.“When it hurts too much let me know and then fuck the shit out of me.”“Now!”Keri relaxed her sphincter and I started to. Her arms and shoulders burned with muscle strain, between her legs a throbbing hot ache and the slow leak of semen and her own juices. Her thoughts began to dart, disorganized and nearly incoherent. Beneath her eyelashes, she stared at her stepmother’s profile, noted the satisfied smile that curved Dora’s lips. She discovered that her body was shaking with rage and betrayal. Dora turned the car into the long drive that led to the house before she spoke. ‘Your father’s out of town, Alayne. I’m. Steffi's eyes were wide open and I could actually feel her cervix stretching slightly as the head of my cock pushed against it. I lay still for just a moment until I saw her start to smile once again. Together, the two of us started to move. I slid in and out, about halfway with each stroke, and Steffi gently rotated her hips. We were both content with that action for some time, but the feeling of her tight pussy holding my cock in its grip was getting to be too much for me. Steffi sensed this.