‘You sure that’s just a flesh wound? That looks like a lot of blood.’ She reached over and took his arm in her hand and unwrapped the dressing, ... fresh pulse of deep red oozed out of the deep wound. ‘Whoa,’ the woman said, ‘let’s get some pressure on that.’ She placed to dressing back over the wound and put his hand on it, then went into the bathroom off the kitchen and returned with some fresh gauze bandages. Quietly, calmly, she went about dressing his arm expertly, making soothing little. He eased up to give her a moment to catch her breath, then continued."Oh God. Please. Please," she pleaded, but he wasn't sure whether she wanted him to stop or keep going. Since he had already decided he wasn't going to stop, he forced the rest of his long cock through her tight hole. Her womb wasn't deep enough to physically take the entire thing, but he pushed it as deep as it would go.He sighed. "You feel so good," he said. He pulled most of his cock out and pushed it all the way back in.. My right hand still circling and touching her clit.I could see her ass muscles tense, feel her stomach muscles going tauter against my right hand as it circled and flicked her clit. Her back actually flushed some and she yelled, “I’m cumming.” Then she convulsed twice and began to shake uncontrollably.As I let her down gently, my prick pulled out, sprang up and smacked me in the belly. My chest was heaving in gulps of air, my cock twitching and leaking fluid.I rolled her on her back. Her eyes. The hand then moved around the front to grip her small breast, his other hand releasing her arm to join on the other side. Even with her arm released she was pinned to the wall by his body and could do nothing but clutch at the coarse wall as his hands kneaded her breasts and his hardness pressed in from behind. He groped her breasts for some time, circling his thumbs around her engorged nipples. One hand traveled slowly down her flat belly to the waistband of her skirt. She squirmed a bit at.