Now she had placed her right leg on a stool nearby and her pussy opened fully. Her hand was trying to act like a cock but she wanted some real cock to...fuck her badly. She moaned and murmured, Oh nobody is there to fuck me. Oh Arun, Oh Sudhakar, come. Come anybody and fuck me. Fuck. Just then she felt a hand on her butt. She tried to turn behind but now she was grabbed from behind and she felt like some hot rod touching her bums from behind. She was out of her mind now. The first touch of that. My reverie was interrupted by a sharp nervous laugh. My ex-love had mistakenly attributed my bittersweet smile to pleasure, or perhaps he had just told a joke? In any case, he laughed, loudly and self-consciously at my twisted smile. He was acting strange, perhaps he was lonely. He had mentioned something earlier about needing to get out of the house more, hadn’t he? He kept chuckling to himself, more out of embarrassment than actual amusement. I reminded him of the time and that the dog still. I don't want to hurt you, but I will."Terrified, Erica allowed herself to be rolled over. Her assailant was clearly a man, tall and well-built, his upper body and head concealed within a baggy hooded top. He held the knife in his right hand, watching her for signs of flight. Erica lowered her eyes to distract him, a technique learned from a painfully brief self-defence class, then lunged at his face, her fingernails seeking his eyes -Effortlessly, he caught her wrist in his impossibly strong. Her head was down, her ass was up, and my thick, eight-inch, cock, was all attention. I was drooling and shaking with a****l lust. I just couldn’t help leaping on that fat, fucking, ass. There was a great deal of screaming and swearing going on behind those gags, but once I rammed my cock up Brianna’s asshole, the other two couldn’t compete. She was howling on the white dick that invaded her throat, and fresh tears poured out of her eyes. Her face twisted with pain as I savagely slammed into.