And then deeper again. I grunt as I feel half of my cock enter you and plunge the next thrust even deeper and feel seven inches fill your gripping wal...s; it seems as though you cannot resist my advance as your hips thrust to meet my stroke and I fill you with almost the entire mass. I stop and hold my pose reveling in the wonder of your body; now your walls quiver and grip around the thick prong, dancing as if to invite me farther...nibbling at the meaty tool to beckon it home. I grunt as. It was not much, but he had to satisfy his urges. When Nicholas finally got his binoculars, he was delighted to find he could see into the Rubin’s bedroom, though it was obscured by a screen. He had a real, live woman to jerk it to, and he was completely willing to ignore the fact that Mrs. Rubin had a frumpy body, and sagging breasts. She was 48 years old and was not the ideal “girl next door,” but Nicholas did not exactly know that.Sometimes in public or in the glimpses of TV he would get. She cinched a wide belt tight around my waist, and two more around the backs of both knees to secure them to the legs of the bench. "What the fuck is this?" I cried. I was ignored.She reached for my face. "Bite down hard on this." She ordered as she rammed a hard rubber cylinder into my mouth and then strapped it tightly around the back of my head.I watched helplessly as she rolled over a device I knew well. I had a similar unit in my lab for fabricating needed parts for my work. The Kern. He moaned in ecstasy as she felt his long, hard shaft slide back and forth between her soft, warm feet. He ordered her to clutch his enormous cock-head with her toes. She obeyed and she could feel him throbbing against her as if he may cum at any moment.He then mounted her bare chest, laying his long, thick member between the girl’s chest. Even with him sitting on Christina’s stomach, his man-hood extended well over the girl’s face and mouth. The man pressed her bodacious tatas around his.