I moaned as his huge cock slowly slid inside me. It was so big, I wasn’t sure I could take it all in. He gently, and expertly rotated his hips as he...slid deeper and deeper inside me. I gasped, and turned my yelp of pain into a moan. He pumped so slowly, and so gently…if felt like we were made for each other. He pumped faster, then slower, then harder. It was almost a perfect rhythm until he thrust hard once, and then again. Then he began to fuck me hard. So hard I thought he was going to split. I made a profile on it and gave the best possible pictures of mine, though I like it putting simple always. AfterI made the profile, I just right-swiped every female. I don’t discriminate. Ha Ha. It was late at night. So after exhausting my daily ‘Swipe Right’ limit, I dozed off. In the morning, when I checked I have matched with a few. All of them were new accounts. I messaged them all and among them Helen (obviously name changed) replied. Guess she was an early riser like me. So we exchanged. ?FUCK! Just kill me!?Trace laughed as Jackson pushed the point into the sow?s throat silencing it forever as the thick pole crushed the pig?s larynx. The pig girl?s blue eyes widened as its mouth was forced open and it watched the bloody point slowly emerge. Jackson continued to push until the base of the anal spit was pressed tightly against the sow?s perineum. The pig struggled to draw air into its lungs. It was suffocating on the pole. Only the smallest amount of air moved through its. "Nothing much." You go here now? Cool. Welcome to Cougarland," I said, showing off my pet nickname for my alma mater."Yep. For pre-law," She said. All that was in my mind was:"Damn, she would make a hot lawyer." What are you going here for?" she said."I'm an English major. You know I'm a writer," I said."Oh, yeah. Still writing, huh?" She said."Always." Chad, just between us, did you write about me?" She tilted her head.I looked at her. There was no use in lying. We weren't in high school.