I gag several more times, but seem to please her with my effort. I feel a hand run through my hair, almost tender."That's it, you little cocksucker. S...ch a good like bitch." She grabs a fistful of my hair and begins to thrust in and out with force. "This isn't a date, faggot. You take my cock and like it!" My neck starts to hurt from the odd angle, but still Mistress Bitchcraft does not relent. For a several minutes she rams the dildo past my lips, grunting all the while. Suddenly, Mistress. ” “I will never do that again. I sympathize with your predicament.” “Yes, I am to be pitied. The poor woman, whose body was crushed, who can do nothing but complain, and can’t even pee without help,” she said angrily. “Abby,” John whispered and watched her anger crumbling, dissolving into sadness. “I want to be left alone.” He started wringing his hands, and then said: “Abby, I want to kiss you.” “I don’t think it’s funny to…” she stopped, then her lips parted to complete the sentence. . Then I untied her blouse. I was amazed to see those two huge melons for which I was waiting theses all days perfectly cupped in black bra I all of sudden removed the bra and sucked those two huge milk tank like a crazy pussycat starving for milk.She left out a huge moan aaahhhhhh yeah. Do it, suck it my boy, it’s all yours. These words had driven me crazy. I sucked these two melons till the white melons became pinkish in color. Then I leaned downwards then untied her petticoat my god the black. Another long pull on the moonshine and the older man was on his feet, leaping greedily for her ankles and lifting them. They had her now from both sides and though she fought them with all her remaining strength, they were carrying heir over to a stack of blankets outside the camper-truck where they dumped her onto them and leered at her, rape obvious in their eyes."Don't it seem to you, Sam, that since her old man got little Sissy's pussy that we get a little of this one's hot little.