I actually slid down in my chair hoping he could reach it easier, but his fingers were actually rubbing the outside of anus. Again was some sort of f...eling of uncomfortableness because we never had gone there or was unsure he even knew he was rubbing there. After several laps between my drenching hot box and ass, I was to the point I would of probably let him fuck me right there but just kept rolling my eyes at him not letting him know how crazy he was driving me. After we left the. I hesitated, but when he pulled his hand up again to hit me, I pulled his cock out. I was sick doing it, but when it came out, I was in shock. My husband Victor has one dick about seven inches, but this guy had one at least ten inches long and even wider… As I looked at it and stroked it, he told me to start sucking. He then grabbed my hair and pulled himself all the way in, making me gag. I bobbed my head for at least ten minutes and he was hard as a rock. Just as he was about to blow his. Flying about the city, he watched in amazement as it seemed like everyone out in the streets began swarming in one direction, like ants all racing to their queen.“Abaddon, what the hell are you doing?!” he muttered as he doubled his speed.There were well over two hundred people now fighting in this street alone, granting Abaddon enough anger and pain to spawn at least fifteen Gargoyles. The protestors, the police, and the rioters continued to battle, completely ignorant of what was happening. She thought that keeping it was making her special.She wore that buttplug for 2 days straight. In work or in bed. It was small, manageable she thought. But time is always a cruel mistress. After the first day she couldn't concentrate at work; and she has to. She couldn't keep her mind away from what was going to happen to her after those 2 days. So her asshole was becoming more and more stiff, more and more contracted; her asshole, her pride that made her better than other woman.That she felt.