The bastard soon started pounding my asshole with no mercy at all; he enjoyed hearing my pleas and my cries of pain…“Yeah, babe… I love fucking ...our tight white ass…deep and hard”.I just cried in pain; I could do nothing to stop him…He smashed me until my asshole was gaping wide…The bastard laughed, saying it was time to get my wet cunt fucked.He pulled out from my anus and, with no time for me to take a breath, he pushed me again onto the pillows, entering my wet cunt from behind. I was well. Sharon looked me in the eye and licked her lips."You know where I want that big old thing, hon," she urged as she reached back and pulled her bum cheeks as wide apart as they would go. "Having experienced it once, anything else would feel like a letdown. I am so glad you're hung like a donkey and I just love getting that thing stuffed up my tight little asshole. When my turn comes, don't you dare go easy on me, okay?"I gave her a slight nod. Got that.One regular ass fuck. One deep pussy fuck.. “Good.” Her thumb finds my clitoris, and begins to strum it. That’s all it takes to push me over. I start to tremble as my orgasm breaks, fizzing through my body. I grip the table to stop myself shaking, but can’t prevent my legs from kicking out uncontrollably.Timing it perfectly, Mr Masturbator ejaculates simultaneously. A great rope of thick white spunk shoots out of his cock and splashes down his shorts and onto his bare leg. The next one is even more powerful, and loops right out from. She then looked up at the camera. Henry could see the look of doubt on her face. Her large, dark eyes were almost starting to tear. He was thinking of rescuing her but just then, her expression started to change. She smiled, but not in her own warm, lovingly kind of way. It was a wincing smile, almost giving off the sense of greediness. A cold look of passion. She showed him her hunger, her desire. Of what he wanted her to be. For her to achieve her goals through an inner strength she never.