It didn't take long before she came, and she didn't ask either. One moment she was riding the next she was screaming. When she came her Master realize... it. He couldn't let that go unpunished. She was His and he had to claim her. So he grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly back on his cock. Fucking her harder and harder, harder than she thought she could bare. Again the pleasure moved into pain and he didn't stop that, he instead fucked her harder. Her cries changed from ones of exstasy to. Doctor Stamina chuckled darkly. “So young and so idealistic. Women don’t want the truth, Jack; they want hours of torrid fucking and mind-blowing orgasms.” POP! He removed his cock from its temporary abode and grabbed a handful of blonde hair to tilt the woman’s head toward his own. “Isn’t that right?” he asked her. She dutifully nodded and hungrily returned to the task at hand, noisily slurping on his veiny member. “You’re exploiting ordinary, hard-working men by making them believe they’re. Ned touched Destiny’s knees and she stopped and opened her eyes. He motioned with a flat palm upward and Destiny drew his crown out of her womb and left the shaft half embedded in her vagina. Scratching the insides of her legs, Ned signaled the tempo for a half-length up and down motion. As his ardor rose, he gave her knees a few gentle push pull signals. Destiny arrested the vertical strokes and moved her buttocks slowly backward as his length emerged from her vagina. She felt his crown drag. I twisted it around as I pushed it in and pulled it back out of her. She really enjoyed it. A stick of celery was next and she said that the best part was that I was doing it to her and not her doing it to herself. The narrow neck of a yellow summer squash was just the ticket to stimulating her G-spot. One of those English seedless cucumbers was next. It was long and it was thin so I jammed it into her depths a few times just to watch her jump. Finally a real cucumber found its way into her.