. until your hips were gyrating and you were trying to get me inside of you. Then I proceed south and again lick around your most private of areas... ...his time inserting my tongue just ever so slightly... before you could protest I would be moving back up to pay more attention to your entrance. I can tell by your breathing just how much you want to cum... but I won't let you yet... no, I am going to continue teasing you... tormenting you... so you again feel my face pressed against you and my. “So you want it rough do you?” I ask. Her face shows both excitement and fear. “My husband would never treat me like this but damn, I love it!” I reach for the back of her head and force my slimy hard cock between her lips and down her throat. If she wants it rough, she’s going to get it rough. I fuck her face hard, using the hair on each side of her head to pull myself deeper and deeper down her throat as I use my hips to thrust inside her. She is practically gagging but that sound is mixing. This time say Chris. But&hellip, No buts. Trust me. I didnt say anything. I struggled to get up and went to the bathroom. I nearly fell when I first got on my feet and my huge boobs shifted. I reminded myself never to say Tiffany again. I sat on the toilet and felt him leak out more as I pushed. I sat there for a minute and got up to leave. I studied myself in the mirror and wondered what he was thinking. These things must weight fifteen pounds each. They hurt just sitting on my chest not. Aside from a few rodents in mousetraps, I had never killed anything larger than a fly. Having to kill to survive added an entirely new perspective to my place in the food chain. My grandmother used to remind me, "You are what you eat."Rocky, before he went to meet his maker, had been sluggish and hardly moving. His body came alive in death as it wriggled and kept coiling as if to strike. Oh, shit! Dinner just went zombie. Yuck!Husking the poor guy like an ear of corn didn't seem to slow him.