Taking those out he made a fist and he pushed and pushed ..I wanted to move away it still hurt to much even after that damn didlo.. He wasnt letting u... as he pushed more and more ...He is ripping me in two..Doesnt he know his fist is bigger, I keep thinking ,besides stop I cant take it ...He keeps going and goin only when he sees blood does he stop ... Oh maybe tomorrow , He says .. The woman comes over to him.. Do you keep a plug in her all the time .She asked Try. Aunt Jane took the steps one at a time, and being behind her, I followed suit. She led me into her bedroom, giving me my first look at it. The room was twice the size of mine, with a king-size bed centered on the wall opposite the sliding glass doors the opened onto the deck. It was decorated in bright colors that gave it neither a particularly masculine nor feminine look.The bathroom was fully four times the size of mine. The floor, tub, shower and countertop were finished in a cream-colored. He pushed your lacy thong down your thighs.“I guess you’re not wearing a bra?” he asks as he ripped the thin straps of your dress, revealing your breasts to his eyes. “My little whore…”“Stop this!” you continued to struggle as his hands hold your waist tightly. Your nipples brushed against the cloth of his suit as you try to stop him from kissing you but to no avail.He kissed you drunkenly, but you kept your lips together. You felt his hand creep down between your legs, and his fingers started. I tell her I'm going to unhook her hands and feet. Telling her to get on her hands and knees, leaving her blindfold on, Marina can only do what I say. I again hook her ankles to a steel ring with four leather straps. I clip her hands between her legs, so her ass is sticking up in the air and her head is lying on the bed. I squat down behind her straddling her ass and placing the bullet I gifted to her on our first meeting deep inside her aching hot wet cunt. I turn the bullet up on the highest.