She could feel the orgasmic pressure building as she moved her hips forward and pausing slightly as she rocked them backwards, building and building w...th each cycle. Gasps of breath turned into moans which quickly became shouts as the dam finally gave way. For the first time in years, Kimberly actually cried after an orgasm. At some point during that night, the cotter pin holding the Southwest bearing pin of the McHoon bridge snapped. This transferred the lateral forces on the bridge onto the. It was wonderful to me. He was pushing me slowly and I was very first to experience my ass. Soon it came to an end because it was narrow or he did not know, but he quickly ran off. I felt special. After that I was always passive. That feeling will never forget and I always enjoy it and worship when fucking me.Years passed, I enjoyed sex, I enjoyed being fucked. I changed partners until I came across the one that best suits me all. We had a phenomenal sex and in different places and we simply. She shook her head and laughed. “If you like this, you little whore, you r going to love what happens next!” Then she took out of my bag a flesh colored dildo that was only slightly larger than mine and then she climbed up on the bed and after adjusting the pillows behind her so I had a good view of her face and breasts.Then she parted her full pussy lips just a couple of feet from face and began to feed that hungry wet slit her hard rubber cock. She closed her eysel and arched her back,. He then put a collar on me and attached a leash to it. He pulled on the leash. "Time for some fun" he said as he pinched my nipple. He took a key out of his pocket and brought me to a door at the end of the bedroom. He opened the door and switched on a light. I screamed in terror when I saw what was inside. I tried to get away but he pulled on the leash dragging me into the room. I was clawing at the collar which was tightening around my throat. I lost my footing and slipped to the floor. He.