..to my amazement, she greedily gulped it down and tried to shove it into her throat, the whole time screaming in pain from the huge black b**st tryin... to work his way into her tiny fuckhole.He eventually got frustrated and I heard him mutter, "Man, fuck this." and he slammed home. Her natural lube and the numerous loads of cum betrayed her and allowed him to stretch her wide open as he buried his shaft all the way to her cervix in one shot.I felt her whole body tense up like a piece of iron, a. Holden," I say.Dave thanks her also, and we leave."Dave, why do you think she looked at me like that?" It could be because you are young looking. It also could be because she knows that if you marry an American, you get to stay in America when your visa expires. There are some marriages in name only, just for that purpose." I am not doing that, Dave," I said. "I was a young girl. I have given myself to you and am now a woman and I will be your wife. And Brother Bob says that he will marry us. “Wake up now, Patricia.” Patricia blinked. She smiled, the session leaving her feeling warm, sexy and horny as usual. Intentionally or not, Dr. Schmidt's sessions invariably left her quite aroused and in need of release. So Patricia was looking forward to what came next, probably partly due to Dr. Schmidt's post-hypnotic suggestions. No matter. She didn't care why, she needed release.“Now get onto the table and give us a show, my slut.” Mr. Johnson was so powerful, so commanding...she. I was walking down the hallway when I heard it. A deep, but slightly feminine, moan. Then:"Mmmm, your pussy gets so tight when I put you on ice for a week. Fuck it's so good."I could hear the specific sound of skin against skin, slap slap slap. Whoever it was was getting a hard fucking. A good hard fucking based on the very wanton and needy moans."I bet you'd feel even better if I didn't allow you to fuck for a month. Would you like that?"Another moan, but this one in more of a negative tone.I.