However, unlike her mother who left a tiny landing strip down the center, Sylvia shaved herself completely bald. I liked it either way. I just did not...like to find a jungle there.I began to gently stroke her soft beautiful long red hair taking time to smell its fresh clean scent as I nuzzled my face into the luxurious silky texture of her flowing tresses. I was aching for her but I knew had to maintain complete control of my own raging hormones and somehow I forced myself to go very slowly in. “So do you think you can help me, Mr Ford?” I was a sucker for women and women with tears in particular. Particularly hot ones who let despicable things happen to their anus. “Yes Mrs Delaney, I'm sure I can.” She turned and looked back out the window. “It’s just that I don’t quite have the funds to pay you right now Mr Ford …” “That’s ok,” I said, stubbing out my cigarette and walking over to the door. “I'm sure we can work something out.” “Yes, I'm sure we can.” Mrs Delaney swung her ample. I felt several drops fall onto my cock, and then on the skin just above my hole. With one hand he began spreading the oil on my cock, using long strokes, and then slipped two fingers into my hole. Already I could feel an orgasm start to build, but just as it gathered steam, his hands withdrew.After a few seconds, I felt something hard begin to enter me. As it did I felt my hole open up; the object seemed to be cone-shaped, and Adam began slowly fucking me with it. I felt a little pain at first. .. The shaft extending deeper into my pussy till it found the opening to my womb followed this. The tip was painfully pushed into the mouth of my uterus. There it opened like a flower stretching the opening. I could feel the huge knot pulsating in my pussy. I could see through the gaps between the creatures fingers as I laid on the floor. I was now too weak to struggle, the creature giving me just enough of the hormone laced air to stay conscious, but not enough to put up much of a fight.The.