“Don’t stop.” Her voice was forceful, dripping with need, and I obliged reluctantly. I no longer needed to pull on her hips as she seemed to be trying to rock herself backwards farther onto me. I continued my thrust into her tightest hole, driving another pained squeal from her. With every inch, her moan seemed to go up an octave, but she also seemed to be redoubling her efforts to take all of me. I paused masturbation again, still only halfway inside of her. “Why are you fucking stopping?” Now she sounded almost angry at my continued delays. Angry, and desperate. With one savage thrust, pulling her hips violently towards me, I managed to bury the rest of my cock inside of her. For a moment, nothing much happened. Rachel seemed to be having trouble exhaling, instead drawing in hitching gasps until I thought her lungs might burst. Her hands were balled up into fists, pulling at the comforter. Her head arched backwards, her body shaking, her asshole gripping me hard enough that I couldn’t withdraw from her. When it seemed like she was in danger of passing out, she exploded in a cacophony of sound and fury. Once again, she squirted all over the bed, screaming like a wild animal while bucking back and forth against me, softcore my balls swinging forward and slapping wetly against her pussy each time she drove herself backwards onto my cock. I tried to hold on, my grip tenuous on her hips. I still wasn’t entirely sure if she was in the midst of a powerful orgasm or a seizure, and the braying sounds issuing from her mouth were terrifying me that it was the latter. I thought that I had possibly torn something, that she was in enormous pain, but still she continued to thrash about, slamming her ass down onto my cock with reckless abandon. When she finally slowed, she lay her face down on the bed, her body heaving as though she were crying. I tried to pull out of her, but she turned to me, shaking her head and whispering, “Please. Don’t stop.” There were indeed tears in her eyes, but an exhausted smile on her face as well. I started out slow, easing my cock out of her before slowly thrusting back in. It wasn’t for her benefit so much as mine. She was still incredibly tight, to the point of almost being indian painful. After a few drives, in which I was only able to extricate half of my length from her, she began to come back down from what seemed to be an earth-shaking orgasm. Her tight, anal ring loosened, and I was able to continue fucking her at a quicker pace. Completely exhausted, Rachel was unable to take as active a role in our tryst as she had previously, but she was still whimpering with pleasure. Eventually, she reached back between her legs with one hand and began rubbing her clit while I fucked her. As my pace quickened, so did her enjoyment, and she was soon spurring me on. “Harder, baby, harder.” I didn’t need much encouragement, with my hands on her ass cheeks, I was able to pull them apart with my thumb, watching with incredible arousal as her asshole swallowed me up. A little pink sheath remained on my cock as I pulled out of her before I quickly drove it back in. “Ohhhhhhhhhh, yesssssss.” Despite her erotic moaning and the enticing scene before me, I felt far from cumming. I thought, fleetingly and guiltily, about her boyfriend Ryan. Would he, now that I had awakened his tight, teen girlfriend to the pleasures of anal sex, soon be plundering her asshole? Somewhat arrogantly, I thought that he would’ve surely blown his load inside of her by now, comforting my (apparently) desperate ego that, if only temporarily, I was the better lover. Then, with a concerted effort, I pushed the thought away, concentrating instead on the blonde beauty currently impaled on my cock. I quickened my pace, using her hips to pull her back onto me. Her ass cheeks made a loud clapping sound as they struck against my stomach which served only to make me fuck her even harder. Unable to articulate her pleasure, she punctuated each thrust with a satisfied grunt. “Unh, unh, unh, unh.” We were soon both covered in a sheen of sweat, but I had no intention of slowing down. My grip slipping, I turned to slapping her ass every few strokes instead. Soon, I had added several bright red handprints to the welts I had given her on our previous encounter. Admiring my handiwork, I continued spanking her in earnest, her cheeks soon glowing a bright red. Unlike our experience in my basement sex-dungeon, this time the impacts drove her to new heights of arousal. Her fingers sped up over her clit, rubbing furiously as she resumed rocking her hips back to meet my frenzied thrusts. “Yeah, baby, smack that ass. I want you to smack my ass while you fuck it. Frank now turned his attention to the sexual examination portion of the autopsy. He came home that Friday long enough to get his bags before getting his plane. 'No…when will this nightmare end?' she thought. Pulling it upwards like she was trying to 'jersey' him. Doctor Meadows sat masturbation back in her black leather chair and removed her spectacles. “Hush,” said President McTaggart, her voice strained. He was tall, his hair still pure dark-brown, no gray creeping in yet. This left them with no regrets save for one and that was they hadn't shown such dedication sooner. Therefore I move further down her throat. My Daddy was rubbing my back and belly and occasionally my ass. She panted with a soft smile. “Wow! “Well David, what did you think about the building?” Jennifer asked. Funnily enough it was the sight of the naked female slave being whipped that got her juices flowing the most. When he shoved two fingers in her sweet smelling cunt and sucked her softcore hard little clit between his teeth licking it with his tongue while his fingers attack her G-spot she screamed into the gag and bucked on her restraints. They kept looking over to us and pointing but we ignored them. I look at Georgia again as she also continues to write. “Now girls, indian here is the new elixir.