Something enters me forcefully, straight in to my wet pussy, filling me, and then it begins to pump me, to fuck me like a dog, like I'm not even there... just a piece of meat, a wild animal, a dirty, trashy fuck-slut that needs to be hurt over and over again.... I am pummeled by it, mercilessly pounded deeply, it's using me totally, selfishly, having me carelessly, and it's the most wonderful experience of my life, the jaws clamp tighter than ever on my soft willing body, hurting me more than I. . four. August 1 - September 1 ... five. September 1 - October 1 ... six. You owe me for October and then there's November's rent." He had to do it, like, six times because he kept getting lost because of the ones.He looked miffed. "You know ... you two have been so little trouble I've flat forgot it. Like my kids instead of renters."Mina fetched her purse, paid him for the month of October and looked a little sheepish."What? You short? I know you've got money in the bank ... Pay me Tuesday.". Shanacollapsed, hyperventilating noisily, her chest heaving, her tunic damp withsweat. As she heaved, her shaking hands slid between her thighs to wrap aroundthe piston and follow it up to where it entered her pussy. Her fingers feltaround the edges where her pussy bulged around the shaft, and she raised herhead to try and look at the spectacle with wild, wide eyes. ?No, stop! It's splitting me open!? she gasped. ?Please helpme!? The Understudy gave her a moment and then nodded at theUsher.. Mom would be by herself probably reading another novel. She was always sweet about me leaving though and never seemed to mind too much, but being only 17, she worried. “Be careful honey, no chug a lugging, and no chasing tail all night mister!” She would shout from the family room as I made my way to the door after our usual hug and kiss goodbye. “No worries, Mom,” I’d retort, anxious to meet up with my buddies and discuss our night moves. “Love ya, Joe” she’d add affectionately, as I made.