He put his weapons to the side and started to take off his clothes. When he got to his underwear, his raging hard cock sprung out.“Puh…puh..please...��puh…please don’t hurt me” she continued to moan and sniffle.“Bitch. You are going to learn a whole new level of hurt.” Troy walked purposefully behind her. Reaching his hand back, he swung it forward as hard as he could, smacking her on the ass. She yelled out due to the unexpected pain. Taking a firm hold of her panties with both hands, he started. And no wonder...Mom was dressed in a skintight black dress, wearing fishnet hose, black stiletto heels, and she was wearing a bright silver-blonde wig in a Marilyn Monroe style. To say it was eye-opening was an understatement. Mom's character began vamping around the lounge set, flirting with the male customers, being catty to the females on stage, and finally climbing atop a high barstool where she crossed her legs with a theatrical flair and showed off a long stretch of calf and thigh. I. He rolled atop me and our lips met. My eyes closed. I didn’t need my eyes. I was seeing him with my heart. I felt that huge bulbous head insinuate itself between my lips – my pussy lips. I let an involuntary groan escape my other lips. He slowly slid into me. I was already wet and ready. I’m always ready for him. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt myself become full to overflowing with Andrew. I’ve practiced several meditation techniques over the years, but here was the nirvana I had. "Don't bother," Gruthsorik said, his voice shaking. "She's gone."She went to Gruthsorik, put her arms around him and said, "Shhhhh, I'm here now, it's okay," as if comforting a child, as ridiculous as that was given his size. "You're trembling!" she exclaimed, surprised."She was cumming," he said. "Her body just couldn't handle it anymore and gave out. I felt her die. I was feeding from her orgasm and I felt the life go out of her. I felt it inside me. Satan's horns, I hope I didn't eat her.