With my mouth only partially open, he thrust his hips forward and his long fat cock plunged inside my mouth. He just keeps stabbing in deeper and deep...r – a sharp surge of pain erupted in my esophagus as he shoved his engorged rod into my windpipe. The protest I tried to speak was muffled by his angry cock. It went deeper into my throat. My lips stretched, as he plunged his giant meat in and out of my gullet. I struggled to breath and my face reddened as he his huge prick shut off my air. Her eyes narrowed, Buckley would have more than just bruises to contend with. With that thought in mind she renewed her assault on the other pillow, punching into shape before settling it back on the bed. — Azalea awoke to footsteps on the stone stairs leading down to her prison. Recognising the voices, her body slumped further. She didn’t have the energy to move off the floor, let alone fight again with Buckley. Considering what he’d done last time, he probably would bludgeon her to death. I moved my fingers up and down, spreading her wetness and she was wet, very very wet. She pulled up her top and pulled down her bra and I delicately sucked her bare nipple into my mouth as my fingers gently pushed inside her. She was writhing before me, unable to stop, watching me with moist, wide eyes, mouth open and she nodded, telling me not to stop.I reluctantly moved from her breasts, down her flat tummy, to the soft wiry curls between her legs. She opened them wide and my fingers gently. ? I was hooked.And by the time, that night, he’d made me describe my masturbation habits and spanked me to tears for being such a slut, our dynamic was pretty well established. Of course, the paradox in all this was, the more Aaron controlled me and humiliated me, the hornier I felt; the more I craved his dominance. So now, nearing the end of a three-day weekend together, I was wound up to a fever pitch. We had made dinner plans earlier in the day but Aaron and I were naked in his luxurious.