Forget the slow steady build up and foreplay.I stuffed into her, my seven inch tool reaming the animal’s sex, surely far better than those stupid bu...ks who did it in seconds. She would appreciate this I mused as I panted towards a tremendous climax. My balls spouted my jism and forced it into her and I released the full load, letting the doe have the benefit of a prime male’s power. Her delicate little body was racked, her head bashed against the pen as I rammed and rammed until my sac was. And I told her that, often.And the one time there was an opportunity for me to stay up in Chicago with her it never occurred to me to suspect any ulterior motive for her to suggest that we stay at a slightly better hotel for that week. It all just seemed so natural.Old girlfriend…Until one day I was chatting to an old girlfriend I had met online and I was telling her about my married life and about how my week worked. And also how I had been caught dressing up too. Everything. So when Liz. It was after I had been doing the back-scratching sessions over a period of a year or two that I began to find that they had started to make me feel a bit horny, and often gave me a full erection, although at the time I managed to keep away from him a bit so that he wouldn’t notice. I got into the habit of masturbating when I got back home and in the privacy of my own bedroom while fantasizing about having sex with him. I sometimes even imagined him standing in front of me wearing a pair of. She was moaning and saying “yesss” breathlessly. Finally he pushed her off, and made her get unto her knees and elbows before starting to ram is cock into her from behind. Alice started to squeal as she orgasmed for what sounded like hours before with an animal like grunt Derek sent his seed blasting into her womb. With a sigh she kind of just collapsed there. At last I was able to voice my feelings. “You dirty fucking whore!” It was my turn now, turning to Jenny I started to rip her clothes.