., I screamed NO...PLEASE..NOT like that, have condom please. couldn't be audible enough with buttplug in mouth ,shut up u bitch , remember u r be...ng rap##ed. I felt the real thrill of rap##e.I never wanted to get a bareback.but I was not being able to move from there, he had a total control of my body with his position on me.he pushed his cock in me, I screamed in pain , no ..no.. please ..stop...my screams were making him more wild, he was around one inch in me.with the next push I. She slowly unzipped my jeans, slipped a hand inside. I gasped.Her touch was enough for me to cum there and then, but I managed to fight off my orgasm. She slid my erection free of my jeans and leaned her head down toward my groin. Her soft juicy lips wrapped around my now erect dick. She slid more and more of my shaft into her mouth—gagging a little when it touched the back of her throat, but she didn't give up. She moved her head up and down on my shaft."Oh my god," I moaned as Ellie bobbed on. Now she was curious. "I almost never come," she told me. "I learned that a woman would not 'do that'. We've got some strange rules about it anyway." She paused for a moment. "Your hair," she said finally. "You never, like, shave?" It sounded a little reproachful but curious. I shook my head. "I don't like the itch, and when I shave I feel kinda... nude, and 'cold' down there. I think with a bush it looks much more feminine." She thought for a while, then answered, "We've got strange rules about. One arm over her head, and the other hand between her legs. Thanks to the soft glow of the night light I could see her shaved pussy and her juices glisten as they ran down over her shaved pussy lips. Standing there looking at this I took off my pajamas, as I always sleep nude, my fully erect cock sprang out screaming for action.I remember thinking what could be taking my wife so long, as I reached down and lightly ran my finger between her lips and through her juices. Her juice was so sweet as.