Sure enough the "Bull" was on his knees between my legs and his cock was huge and thicker than anything I had seen on a man. He rubbed it in the cum d...ipping crack and then he pushed the head in and it began filling my pussy. I gasped and he pushed further in, now half maybe was in, or so I thought. The people were chanting, "Fuck her, fuck her!!!" He drove deep into me, hitting my cervix and making it scream in pain and pleasure. It was making it collapse pushing it further into me. My womb. If I continued to have that kind of luck, I had definitely found my weapon of choice. I wondered how well it would work with a folding stock so that I could also use it as a rifle. Oh, well, that would have to wait until another time.I exited the stair to the floor of level #3. As I stepped down, I waved the women to join me. At that moment, a man's head appeared on the stairs. Someone was climbing to this level from below. I waved the women to the shadows and waited to see what would. ”Meghan looked at Mrs. O’Barrows and back at Grandma. “Thank you, ma’am, but he’s a guest. I couldn’t take money to help a guest.”“The money was for your lovely dancing. We don’t see enough of it in New York. Use it for the oireachtas.”Smiling widely, she took the money, curtsied again and headed to another table.“That was nice of you, Grandma. What’s an oireachtas?”“A regional dance competition. It’s a big deal for Irish step dancing. I’ll take you to the one in Philadelphia when you come. He must’ve felt as if he was controlling me. His fingering became faster, and his massage of my clit gained force. He also started caressing my boobs more violently now. After a few minutes of pretending to resist, I gave in and started fully moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. My breathing became heavier and my moaning, while still soft, was audible now. He knew I was enjoying it. And by God, I was enjoying it like nothing I have enjoyed before.As my moaning grew, he took his left.