It was during the main course that I almost choked to death when she asked me about the toys.I could feel my cheeks burning as I looked into her eyes ...nd I could see her disappointment when I told her I was too afraid or confused to try anything other then the small metallic vibrator. She shrugged and we continued our dinner. I was still a little hungry but not enough to eat an entire dessert so I suggested we share a piece of cake. As we ate the chocolate cake together I told her how the cake. ”“Mm. I would love that, bella. I want to feel that sexy little ass tighten around my finger when you come on my cock.”Alyssa shivered as she firmly grasped the base of his thick cock and guided it inside of her. She kept her heady gaze on him as she felt his large, thick cock slip inside of her, inch by exquisite inch. Penetration rarely brought pleasure to Alyssa; as a sexual abuse survivor, she found it extremely difficult to orgasm from penetration. With Damien, though, she knew that this. I was screaming. Every time I came, I screamed again. I don’t know how many times I screamed. It was a lot. In the past on the instances when I had a man inside me I would savor the moment, compare his size to other penises I had experienced. Andrew didn’t give me a chance to savor anything. I knew that any man who had had me in the past palled in comparison to Andrew’s size. He must be huge. He was filling me to the brim, fucking me madly. I was rising to a crescendo of lust. It seemed that. Sometimes, she slapped the tip of my cock like her hand was a hammer and my cock just a nail.“I’m going to beat your pretty little cock until it’s covered with bright, purple bruises,” Ophelia taunted me, punctuating every second word with another vicious slap on my bruised cock.Then, still tightly gripping my ballsack, Ophelia stopped chastising my cock, and she began paying attention to my tightly imprisoned balls. At first she hit my balls with light taps, but she gradually increased their.