He just keeps fucking, fucking, humping like some mad dog fucking a bitch in heat. Like a dog fucks your leg, he just keeps fucking me. Another heavy ...oad of cum burst from his cock. The disgusting lacquer coats me inside, floods me, running down, mixing with blood. The appalling, viscous fluid escapes in small gushes as he pulls out, squishing sloshes fill the air as he pounds inside.Everything hurts, the pain is unbearable, but I must endure, I have no choice. He just keeps fucking me.. As they got out of the private jet, she noticed few men standing close by, waiting for them. One of them was casually dressed, with sunglasses and he was completely bald. Behind them stood men in black suits so she assumed they were bodyguards. As soon as Mr. Dutt came close, they greeted each other like old friends and hugged.“Long time Dutt, thought you had forgotten me,” said the bald man.“Impossible Patel, my friend. By the way, this is Rashmi, my newest secretary,” introduced Mr. Dutt. The. " Do it to me... fuck me!" Supporting part of her weight with her hands on my chest she begins to make slow circles as my huge cock slowly disappears inside of her. She watchs in amazement. She didn't want to move, it feels so absolutely incredible. Her eyes roll back into her head and her mouth opened to ease her labored breathing. I wouldn't let her stop. With brute force I lifted her off of me and let her slip deliciously back onto my surging penis. She rocked back and forth on my cock.. She smiled pleasantly, crossed her legs and waited forone of them to speak. Both the man and the woman reached into their coatsto draw out their black notebooks. Amber noted both were carryinggovernment issued side arms."Arron, my name is Captain Logan and I am with CID. This is Major Brewerwho is with Army Intelligence," he said with practiced repetition as heproduced his identification and badge. "CID is..." Criminal Investigation Division." Amber completed the sentence. "I knowwhat CID is,.