"Are you mine?" Yes, Sir, I am." Then tell me what you want to feel from me." I want to feel you inside of me." Doing what?" he demanded, making me th...nk of words that my good little girl mind didn't want to use.I stammered at first. "F... fu... fucking me," I whimper/whispered."Louder."I repeated myself."Yes," another pleased sigh that made my heart leap."You can feel the head of my cock pressing against you now," he directed.I could feel it. My pussy throbbed just like it would if a hard dick. Of course that would be after she had established residency in the U.S.I sat back in my seat and looked out the window. The sun was at about eleven o'clock and I figured it would stay at that position for the remainder of the trip. I realized that I would have many hours ahead of me in which to replay the experiences of the last few weeks.As I sat back to think, I recalled one unsettling incident that I had not told Anna about. I had been in my room at the hotel, when I had heard a knock at the. He just keeps fucking, fucking, humping like some mad dog fucking a bitch in heat. Like a dog fucks your leg, he just keeps fucking me. Another heavy load of cum burst from his cock. The disgusting lacquer coats me inside, floods me, running down, mixing with blood. The appalling, viscous fluid escapes in small gushes as he pulls out, squishing sloshes fill the air as he pounds inside.Everything hurts, the pain is unbearable, but I must endure, I have no choice. He just keeps fucking me.. Once in our home he pursued her relentlessly and just to shut him up she kissed him. The kiss took her breath away and before Ana knew it, she was naked with that black guy between her spread legs… in our marital bed…Ana confessed me that she had never fucked such giant size. That black bastard had made her come just by sticking the head of his hard thick cock deep inside her. I admitted to her that the disc turned me on so much that I masturbated while watching. Ana laughed and said that.