Seeing her body thrashing in cramps of aching need aroused me greatly. What appealed to me most were her smallish breasts that wiggled with her every ...quirming.Under my labored breath, I felt a sudden burst of aggression that made me thrust my erect penis into my hands with unforeseen violence. I failed to fathom where said outburst of feelings came from, yet every forward thrust with my hips fueled the fire of my aggressivity further until I heard my skull's resonance of my own teeth gnashing. There were all kinds of descriptions of big, black cocks and balls, and also about the thick, white cum that the cuckold husband sucked from his wife’s pussy, or straight from the big cock.Pam had finally read enough and said, “Ed, as terrible as this cuckold stuff is, I would really like to take a lead role in the play if there is a part for someone like me. It’s been five years since I’ve been able to be in any kind of production, so I am anxious to act again. I think I could help add to the. Only the desire to administer a chastisement to the Harriet who had so unaccountably supplanted her in Gwendoline's affections continued to provide her with any degree of motivation. She hated the cold and that never - ending nakedness which seemed to expose her body to every gust of wind, every sharp stone and every thorn and bramble. She wanted to be clean again and use a proper toilet instead of the open heath. She ached to be warm and wear lovely clothes and go to parties and do all the. I needed him to make me cum. I did not care if I was in a dream. He laughed and whispered in my ear, "I can give you so much. Do you want to be my toy? Do you want to be my plaything? Do you need to be my pet?" I nodded and bit my lip. I was so wet.I was wearing a black button up dress. With ease, he tore it off me. I gasped as he fell to his knees and tore down my black lace panties. His tongue weaved between my folds. It darted up as he sucked softly on my clit. I arched my back against the.