“Oh, ah, suck, bite my tits!” she gasped. “Bite me, fuck me, ram it in me good and hard. R**e me! R**e me hard!”He frigged her...fast and furiously, pounding his meat in her cunt.“Jesus Christ, what I wouldn’t give to be fucked like this every day!” she cried.“Gonna give it to you every day, baby,” he hissed. “Gonna give you the prick every day.”She climaxed twice before he shot his load in her. As he pumped cum in her pussy, she. Akakha insisted on giving the colonel and his wife a tour of the refurbished pavilion and its environs. Some of the improvements were familiar to Igwanda; it was he and his troops, for example, who'd engineered a diversion of the nearby river to provide the encampment with a steady supply of flowing fresh water, although the natives' biologically based concrete—an extrusion from the males' porous hides—served as the lining of the "Carlos Canal," as it had been dubbed before, and kept the water. His admiration for the dedication his sissy had shown him knew no bounds. He thought he actually felt love for his sissy.As he pulled and pushed on the butt plug he was aware that there must be some pain for sissy, but also knew that if he were to be able to get his own cock in there and to fuck sissy like they both wanted, that he had to be cruel to be kind. He pulled and pushed on the plug watching the sphincter ring tightened and loosened around the grotesque toy. As he continued to play. “Where is she? Why isn’t she here?”“She’s been a little busy, hon,” said her mother, with tears in her eyes. “The punch to the stomach sent her into early labor. Your daughter decided she needed to come out and see what the fuss was about. They’re resting now.”“But she was way early!”“Only about three weeks. She’s fine, mommy is fine, now daddy needs to settle down. You’ll get to see them both soon, I promise. It’s three in the morning or I’d take you now.”I relaxed for a moment before it.