I whispered in his ear, “Stroke it Dickie, make it come for me.”He groaned, a deep almost mournful sound as his hand slid along his cock. I gave a...final push and he was gone. He jerked back and shot his load. I could feel him squirting even through the strap-on. On and on he went, stroking and shooting until he had nothing left. He became still and quiet. I slowly withdrew from him. I heard a soft “plop” as the dildo came free.“Dickie”, I whispered, “I haven’t come – lick me, lick me until I. As he rose up over me, I gasped as I beheld an erect cock bigger than that of any man I’ve been with. My cunt began throbbing uncontrollably in its desperate feminine need. Without a word, he pushed my thighs up and out, then promptly rammed his huge cock into me. I screamed in pleasure and surrender as he piston-fucked me, in and out, in and out, in and out of my utterly helpless twat. ‘Wh-what are you doing to me?’ I managed to stammer, but he ignored my question and simply kept violating. Meri shadi 3 saal pehle sana se hui thi mere ghar wale is shadi ke khilaf the is waja se mai apne ghar walo se alag ho gaya or mai sana ko buht chahta tha sana buht hi khubsurat gori chiti neli nashili ankhe is ka figar 36 28 38 tha jo dekhe diwana hujai sana buht sexy thi woh roz hi chude bager nahi soti humne ek bangla kirae par lelia tha or ek budha nokar kam pe rka tha pehle 2 mah ache guzar gae pher mai kaam zeydha hune ki waja se raat der se ghar ata or subha jaldi chala jata thakan ki. Church hadn’t helped the way it usually did, and I’d left immediately after the service, begging off from even having coffee by saying I wasn’t feeling well. Tasha hadn’t been happy, but she’d said she understood.“Depression is dangerous, Mike,” Angie warned. “I have a friend who basically shut down for nearly a year before she got help, and even now she’s barely able to function. We were worried she might try to kill herself.”“That’s not going to happen,” I said. “I’d never do that.”“Well,.