I don’t like feeling this way, no matter how good it feels. It’s sinful.”“And you believe that by sleeping with me, you’ll become free from ...his infatuation?”“This is not an infatuation,” she said, vehemently. “I do not see you as perfect or without flaws. If anything, you are the epitome of flawed. You refuse to believe in God. You mock our society and scoff at those who wish to maintain order. You give in to baser needs any time it pleases you. You sin without asking forgiveness.”“If I am so. I haven’t had some tight pussy in a long time. Daddy love’s a tight pussy.” He starts to move the full length of his cock more. I try to relax and somehow do. I start moving with him, but despite my efforts he is still too big. He starts to groan and grunt. Sounds I haven’t heard from him. He leans up off me, lets go of my arms pulls my legs up my feet and ankles over his shoulders. He is now moving faster and more vigorously. I cry out with pain and pleasure. It does feel good, but. When we were younger and I was a very busy prostitute, we sometimes had no time for our own sex, so we engaged in fantasy meetings during my work times so that we could fuck. We used to have sex all over the place and in a variety of ways as he treated me like a whore that he had picked up and paid. I always fucked and sucked him like one of my ordinary “Johns”. It was exciting for us and we were now enjoying our role playing once again as I begged Mikey to stuff me with his huge, white cock.. As a matter of fact, as you loosenup, you'll learn to love the feeling of being filled."I felt so loose as I touched myself down there. It felt stretched and Iwondered if it was broken. I took a finger and ran it around theopening. It felt stretched."I really doubt that!"Suddenly, she grabbed me by my crotch from the front and inserted itback in with a firm shove. I shrieked as it went back in. "I looked upat the ceiling and shook my head. I felt impaled. "Oh my. That'sterrible!"My wife grabbed.