I came behind her on the corner of the bed & applied some cream on my lund & lots of it on her ass hole & started inserting my index finger into it.sl...wly i moved my 2nd finger also & she was crying with pain.after 5 minutes of finger fucking she felt better & i started putting the knob of my lund into her asshole. After some effort i was able to fully enter her from behind & my penis was fully smeared in her ass crack.she said—ab chodo bhi , kab tak dale rahoge, pain ho raha hai.i started. I especially had been impressed with his and the way it had grown. He offered to replay that for me if I would do the same. But not in a bathroom. He had a place not far away where we could play in private. A small old house that had not been used in some time but was not very well equipped. No furniture nor mattress to be found. I decided I did not need a mattress to see his cock grow to full size so I followed him to the place. Just off the road and behind some trees not far away. We both. I was trained to please men and women in all possible ways. I became a serviceable piss slave. I was conditioned to equate sexual pleasure with pain and debasement. I can't cum anymore, unless someone is hurting, degrading or humiliating me. Sometimes, I can cum from a cunt whipping alone, especially if a woman is doing it. I had the #6 tattooed above my cunt. My owner didn't ask me to do this, I did it on my own. When he saw it, he called me a stupid cow and laughed. I told my husband it was. It’s from all the running and squats.” I said. I went into my closet to grab my bikini, but walked back out naked. Sheri turned around and saw me. Dropping her bikini, she exclaimed, “WOW!” a huge smile spreading across her face. I looked at her with a look of confusion. “What? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before,” then put on my bikini. “I know, but you trimmed your pubic hair. It’s just a little strip,” she remarked, laughing. “Yeah I did, what do you think?” I asked, as I tied one.