She throws her head back, hitting the headboard but uncaring, and reaches out with her hands and starts clawing the shit out of my stomach and chest w...th her nails, starting at the sides and pulling towards her. “That’s going to leave a mark,” I think to myself, silently chuckling. She digs her nails into me, gripping my sides and lets out a primal scream as she comes for the second time.Her husband rushes up to the side of the bed between us, and looking back and forth. I asked them what there were going to do. Bhavani laughed wickedly and said my cock must be taught a lesson so that it will not want to fuck. Bhavani took the cotton ear bud. She slowly inserted the cotton ear bud into the hole in my penis from where pass urine. It started paining when the cotton ear bud was nearly half in. I told it was paining. Bhavani said so you must now know how painful a pussy feels when a cock slams it !. I said sorry but bhavani would not stop. She continued inserting. I repeated the motion, With each slow downward thrust, I struggled to accommodate a bit more of his significant girth as I slowly worked him deeper and deeper inside me. I had taken three to four inches inside me when Johan arched his hips and tried to push a little deeper. Suddenly, there was a pain inside me. “Oh shit! Stop!” I yelped out as I panted for a moment. "Johan, you are much bigger than my husband. You need to go slow and allow me to adjust to you." "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Claudette, the painkiller-hooked blond with big boobs was all enthusiastic about working in that way for the good of the group and she spouted some phony French just to prove she was a high class Frog-talking broad and not just some valley bimbo willing fuck or suck for a hit of something to drive away the boredom. She was known to prefer dark-skinned older men with a need to spank her hard and heavy just because she was white and deserved everything she got in the way of pain and trouble. That.