It looked purple and mean, and I could tell he wanted to cum. As did I. I could tell Luke was getting ready to cum too. I felt his body tensing and h... paused between his thrusts. He started fucking me hard again, grunting with effort and sweat dripping off his forehead and landing on my back. I started to feel my own body tense again as another orgasm built inside me. I screamed when I felt him hit my g-spot, and violent gush of liquid flow from my fucked pussy. I moaned when I felt him pull. Blood ran down his legs. It was quite grotesque.??? ? ? ? But all of that was a long time ago. Before the dogs and horses and what not. Before Peter had starred in almost a dozen movies including, "Little Peter's Doggie Fuck," "Little Peter Sucks a Horse," "Little Peter endures Nazi Torture," "Little Peter Black Thug Piss Drinker," and "Little Peter's Poop Dinner."??? ? ? ?His asshole had healed nicely and had been forced to endure much worse things than a shard of glass. Getting fist-fucked by. She smiled, taking her long black fingers out from me, showing that they were wet with my juices.Soon I stood in front of her naked, just wearing my high sandals. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting gently as she moaned. She leaned over and kissed Victor, as my naughty fingers found their way between her legs, rubbing gently at her slick wet folds. She was ready.We both start to undress my husband. Shania wanted to test Victor’s cock. I ordered her to get on her knees and open. I raised my fist, staring at his face as he stood there, unable to move. “Don’t even fucking defend yourself! Keep your arms at your side!”“Yes,” Alison whispered as I advanced, pulling away from her.Livie trembled, tears falling down her face. She sucked louder on her thumb. My dad stared at me, his eyes growing wide. His body trembled. He let out a growl, animalistic, almost more of a whimper being masked by bravado.I raised my fist.“P-please,” he suddenly whimpered, his arms flexing, trying.