He buries his cock in me immediately and starts ripping into me. I close my eyes. My neck was getting sore as he continued to yank on my hair with each thrust. My pussy was numb now. He was still savagely pounding it but the pain had gotten to the point where I couldn’t process it anymore. I wondered how long he could go. I had no idea, no one had ever told me. Cindy said Tommy only lasted about 30 seconds but we had passed 30 seconds a long time ago. I felt a new pain as he hammered in deep again and held himself there. My thighs were pressed against the edge of the anal table and they hurt now. He was pushing hard and moving around, trying to get deeper. “Get ready cunt, I am going to fill your little pussy with enough seed to make three babies. You ready for that you little bitch?” He said and pulled back hard on my hair again. He pulled out a little and then rammed it back in. I heard him moan and I felt him shake a little. I didn’t feel anything but a warmth deep within me. He was cumming in me and I had no protection. I wondered if I was going to have a lifetime reminder of this? I prayed that didn’t happen. Praying while you were being raped, that was a good touch. How could I love a child that came out of this? How could I not love a child? Again, my sadness overwhelmed me and I started to sob again. He let go of my hair and I laid my head on the cool table. He pulled out slowly and I felt him move away. I lay across my glass coffee table and cried. The biker rips my young pussy for about 5 minutes and cums hard. He pulls out and I lower my leg, smooth my skirt and go back into the diner. I grab the coffee pot on my way by and go to my tables. The old couple wants their check so I pull it out. She pulls out her little change indian purse and starts counting coins. So cute. I look at the two friends and they are done with their pie. I grab their empty plates and take them to the kitchen without even making eye contact. I slam the check down on the table and they jump. I walk away with no expression. Who am I mad at? Not him, he is only doing what he normally does. He spooned her from behind with one hand on her breast and one hand on her cooch. I kissed the tops of both their heads and let them go. We gasped, kissed indian and moaned and he continued working his dick like a anal piston inside me, feeling warmer and warmer under the covers ; sweat started forming on our bodies but still we didn’t throw them off. I could see they were ready to answer questions. I read it with numb disinterest. "You've earned a reward, Kareena. The male leader shook his head no, as he approached Toman shaking his hand. My niece groaned. When I would call Alice, I was bored or horny. The boys and Sarah followed her in. The boys looked around and were amazed again. As the plug entered her rear passage and stretched her rosebud she groaned. “All set, babe.” Chris replied a little too casually. It is not he I want to be my husband. "Suck it! I will be sending a car for you next Saturday night.