Pure muscle. Man handled. My cunt groped intensely...a generous three finger fuck. My arsehole not denied: happily slotting two firm fingers, making m... butt squirm.Male hardness wedging my body. Male hardness in my hands. God I felt a whore...but only because there is no word to describe fairly a woman taking it all.My arse was taking a true buffeting....but it was raunchy...it wasn’t polite...but it was staggeringly good...I was gaped and loving it.My pussy leaking moisture in a near liquid. Each time I can feel her stretching my sphincter. The butt plug I had used to practice with was not as large as her hand; I never thought she would try to fist me. My ass is on fire now from her continued spankings and I am squirming around in the tub from the smarting blows. I can feel the tears well up in the ducts of my eyes.MS: Her ass is a beautiful shade of red and I can see a small tear trickle from underneath her blindfold. I have my hand up to the last section of knuckles. I have never. "Ok, pull it up, I want to see this letter you sent to Brannon. You had that little drek eating grin on your face when you came back."I pulled up the letter and Blake read it over my shoulder. 'Dear Isaac, ' I had written. 'By now your toes must be sore from stumbling around in the dark. Someone must take pity on you so I am taking this opportunity to give you some information that should prove helpful. Alain de Chateau and his alias' are listed here. He made a lot of calls from the telecoms. During one of my many smoke breaks I decided to pull out my cell phone and look at the dating site once again. This time there was a profile for a beautiful woman close to my age. Her voluptuous figure instantly attracted me and her eyes and smile reeled me in. Her profile read like a description for my dream woman. I reactivated my profile and went back to moving. I spent the next hour or so plotting how to best write a clever email to her to get her interested.During my next smoke.