He repeated the process half a dozen times with the same result each time until suddenly I felt his huge belly pressing against me and I realized that...he had done it. His huge cock was buried inside of me!He paused again and bragged to Larry about finally bottoming out in my pussy. They had a good laugh over my discomfort and then Tank started fucking me brutally, slamming his entire cock into me with every stroke.It hurt a little less each time. But it still hurt. I screamed each time the head. The girls were all nice enough, but always wanted to change me, or the way I did things. You know, 'Aisle Altar Hymn'? Some were untidy, or wanted me to buy a more sporty car – my old Morris Traveller fits my need and personality perfectly – and who would want to live without Bach, Mozart, or the other greats? So, in my twenties I acquired a dog, a Cavalier King Charles spaniel bitch I called Cora. She was perfect; good company, a reason for pleasant exercise, a joy to watch as she scampered in. When she came out of the bathroom, she was wrapped snugly in her robe, and he teased her about looking cute but like she was freezing as he went into the bathroom and closed the door. When he came back out, she was curled on her side under the covers, already sound asleep. He noticed that she still wore the robe, but that it had loosened, letting him glimpse the curve of a breast. He quietly shut off the lights and slid under the comforter and between the cold sheets on his side of the bed,. My fear swiftly resurfaces and my body hums with the urge to turn tail and dust a trail out of there; but I can not move. I can only stand, frozen in fear as i watch her face, observe her face, and study her face. Suddenly I find myself being pulled towards her, towards her unearthly gaze. My fear grows exponentially causing an immediate white streak to line a portion of my jet black hair. Lost in the turbulent waves of my fear, when I return to awareness; I find myself directly in front of.