That massive cock just bounced in the air.My wife licked her lips running her long tongue over her full lips in a sensual manner. She put a hand down ...etween her legs rubbing on her hairy pussy. The cunt enjoyed this – she liked me being used by a man, she liked that he was destroying me. How could I ever fuck her again? How could a beat her bad enough that she would forget this bastard making me his bitch?Again his big fist hit my face and I sprawled across my carpet. “Strip bitch ass up,” he. “Can you come over tonight? My parents won’t be home until Monday and my brother is staying over at my aunt’s.”Mr. Thomas remains silent for several long moments, thinking about what she just said. He knows that he shouldn’t even consider pursuing anything with the girl, let alone going to her house when her parents are gone.“Mr. Thomas?” she asks from the doorway. “Is that a yes?”The man just can’t help himself. “Yes,” he says with a nod. “I can be there.”The joy on her face does not have. It was emerald green, low cut back, boat neck front, bell sleeves and it came to just above my pussy, really short. She told me that when they started the luncheon she wanted two carafes half full of pee or one full one, she didn't care which. Then she wanted me to be able to provide refills at least twice during the luncheon, she thought the ladies would like the "little show".I did what I was supposed to, I drank a lot of water and juice (apple, cranberry, blueberry) after breakfast so I. His mph continued to drop as he spotted the road and turned on to it. Eamon was shocked to see the words ‘YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!’ march across his windshield. Fifteen minutes later Eamon was parked and riding the walkway underground to the University proper. He had noted with interest that New Man U. didn’t seem to leave any footprint at all on the land, other than the access road. That road gently sank into the ground beneath what appears to be miles of meadows, farmland, and trees. The walkway.