The machine is not paying standing to move to another machine while I wait for Mr.T to find me I turn smile at the gentleman and move on my way findin... another machinedoes not take long for a gentleman to sit down next to me ,nor Muuaahh hello continue playing.I see my husband I stand placing a foot on the foot bar on my chair hitching my stocking exposing the top of my stocking he sees me walks up behind me grinding his cock intomy ass then spanks it leans over me telling me he would like to. I was by bad about the beer. I’ll go get it. I swear.”


“Why bother? We’ve got bitch beer, and a bitch right here to drink it.”


His fist circled my small arm and yanked me over to the couch. Mom crumpled on the floor and kept asking him to stop. He did not.

He uncorked the bottle and thrust the fruity juice in my face. “Drink it. Now.”
I took a drink and spit it out, it tasted bad, like rotten berries.
I forced the bottle into my mouth and made me swallow it. I spit most of it up and he. As I move my lips to yours again I thrust fully inside you again and watch your face as you arch your back to receive me. I lean back and lift your legs onto my shoulders and start to thrust in and out again long, slow strokes intermingled with short fast ones as my hands rub up and down your legs. I watch your breasts as they sway and rock with our movements and reach down to hold one, wrapping my other arm around your legs, hugging them to my chest. You wriggle your legs free and cross them. ”Fuck, Liesje, that’s LARGE! You’re WAY bigger than ANY man!”Liesje couldn’t hear him.”How do you even shit?” Liesje didn’t answer. She was gargling her own vomit, oblivious to the world around her. He grabbed her spasming body and braced himself, trying to push past the tumorous growth where it narrowed Liesje’s anal canal. ”Fucking DYKE!”Finally his power tool ripped the huge glandular mass from its fascial sheath inside her body and dislodged it just enough to fully penetrate her gut. He.