Fir mene apna lund ko nikala or uski chut per rekh diya or 1 hi zatake me daal diya jisse unko bahut dard hua aur wo chillayi” aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh..., ooooooooooooooo hhhhhrraaaamiiiiii, plz mujhe chood mat kero yeh paap mene kaha saali rand jab tu dusre k saath chudwa skti hai to raand ko chodne me q pichee rahuu .anu ne kaha ki plz mujhe bahut dard ho raha hai mujhe chodd do dard hota hai aur meri 1 mahine ki pregnancy bhi hai.” Tab mujhe pata chala ki wo 2nd time pregnant hain. Or phir mai. He was pistoning his cock into my mouth and down my open and accepting throat in perfect tempo with the one brutalizing my sopping wet pussy. That monster was ramming into me harder and deeper than I had ever been filled and quite frankly, I loved every single bone pounding plunge. It hurt like hell when he had so suddenly simply thrust that monster into me with no warning. It felt as if he had ripped me in two. The first several thrusts hurt as badly as birth pains, but then the pain turned. There is a substantial difference between mindless abuse, which some halfwits think is how they should treat women, and purposeful correction to make myself and those around me, better people. I am not however, going to marry you only to have you expect to lead me around by the nose. Leading in a marriage is not a woman’s place, in my opinion,” Doctor Hooker stated quietly yet forcibly.“I agreed to marry you because you are a kind, upstanding member of the community and I need someone. Go ahead. You okay?" Julia asked. "Yeah, I just think that last glass was the one," I replied laughing. I made my way upstairs to the bathroom. Just as I was about to enter the bathroom, I heard his voice. "I thought I heard you here," James said walking out of his room. He was wearing jeans and a plain white shirt that showed off his body perfectly. "Hello James. How are you?" I asked trying to cover up my tension. "Much better now," he replied walking towards me. He kept moving towards me. I.