With 3 hard thrusts, my 9" baseball bat is completely buried in her ass. She thought she was going to pass out from the pain. She screamed and begged ...or mercy, but to no avail. I'm raping her and tearing her asshole to shreds. After a minute or two the pain seems to ease a little. She thought the worst was over and she was just going to have to ride it out. I'm fucking her ass like a piston, pulling almost all of the way out and back in again 2 or 3 times a second. After another minute or so. .. God... I knew all about it, all the time. And I can tell you, my darling hushband, I sure was hot... God, was I hot, just like Shtuart said... right, Mark? You agree that I'm hot?"A long, raucous laugh broke from her limply working red lips as she looked at her husband viciously. "I knew, I knew, I knew," she chanted, as if to torture him by letting him see her bawdy drunkenness. "Stuart told me all about it... the pictures... the photography lesson... I'm not shtupid, you know, Mark. I knew. Thomas actually rubbed his hands before he attacked the food with all the hunger of a young and active man.For a few precious moments, he enjoyed the peace and tranquility, reminiscing about the last days. Florence had put a claim on him over the last evenings and strangely, Mirabel had played along, wishing him a good night and giving him a friendly kiss on his cheek. Angela Benning had simply winked at him before she left him to his fate. It was as if both other women had agreed to let. Harry kissed the fleshy buttocks, getting closer and closer to the crack, teasing Jon, barely touching his hole with his lips. Harry made Jon ask for it…and again. Then he drove his hard tongue as far as he could in the middle of the puckered hole. He tongue-fucked his lover, touching his knob, rubbing Jon’s pre-cum over his cock and balls. Jon was yelling “Fuck…fuck”, while Harry calmly ran his oversized knob up and down Jon’s asscrack. In a swift movement, he slid his body along Jon’s back.