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  • “And I love you, David,” she says back to me. We spend a few more minutes rinsing off before we turn the shower off and step big cock out to dry ourselves off. fuck She takes me by the hand and leads me into the bedroom. I lay down on the bed and just watch that beautiful body get dressed. I think to myself how beautiful our child will be with her so gorgeous and sexy. Ronda pulls out a short skirt and a tight top. I am stunned at just how beautiful she is. As she nearly finishes getting dressed, I begin to get dressed as well. I put one of my suits on since we are going to a very upscale restaurant for dinner. CHAPTER 5 Ronda and I made our way down to the lobby of the Watergate. She clutched my elbow the entire way. When we reached the lobby of the hotel, our limo was waiting for us. We stepped inside and headed off to the restaurant. I texted Captain Perez that we were on our way. He texted back that he would meet us there. I must admit that Ronda and I seemed to be a different set of lovers. Maybe Dakota and Jennifer were right about us, we pussy seemed to have a passion for each other. I know she wanted me and of course, I want her. Hardcore Sex The trip from the Watergate didn’t take long as our chauffeur made his way through traffic. When we arrived at the restaurant, I gave our chauffeur a tip of three folded $100 bills. He took them, thanked us and parked Pussy Drilling the limo in a far corner of the parking lot. Ronda and I went inside to wait at the bar. It wasn’t too long before Captain Perez arrived. He looked great. A dark blue suit with a white shirt and red tie. For a moment, I had thoughts that he was an ardent supporter of our President, but he just likes the suit and tie combo. Ronda hugged him and kissed him, causing him to be totally surprised. The hostess took us to a table. And he let me sip on small amounts of water to keep my body fluids from dropping too precipitously. “It’s likely to be an interesting week ahead.” fuck One after another, 15 guys took a piss on me. I was covered with piss from head to foot. I shuddered at the sight of her. “Are you clean? I groaned in delight, my throat working to gulp down her flood. Her anus gaped Hardcore Sex open for a Pussy Drilling couple seconds before she squeezed it shut. She smiled over at puddy tat and cynthia. She wore no mask and had a deeply erotic, big cock confident, aura. “David, you should probably come to see this,” Bobby says. Everyone knows that you reduced your title from Assistant Manager to driver to make more money.” She was acting surprisingly human. I shot him another dirty look and then my face broke into a big smile. “Sorry for coming over unannounced. “Yours!” my orgasming mother howled. “Master, is something going on?” Sonja asked. Jim replied with a grin as he cupped her breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers," If we hear him pull in it won't take you more then a minute to get dressed, so relax." Both pussy your breathing get heavier with the increasing pleasure you give each other, but so far none of the other kinds in the bus notice what is happening. "Can it wait?" It was to be slowly built-up throughout the day as a mixture of pain, pleasure and frustration. She looked at me. "Come on, you expect me to believe you've been living with three beautiful women and you've kept your hands to yourself?"
  • I turn my head to the side and look across to Palonae, who is wide awake and watching my violation, tears running down her cheeks. I am merely exposing another part of myself for him. His lips explore my cheek and my neck, and his stubble is rough on my soft skin. He can’t reach my mouth, though. I remember I’m presenting the side with the slave mark to him, but it’s too late for me to turn the other way. All the while his cock hammers in and out of me. The stimulation I feel from him, enhanced by whatever cruelty was injected into my pussy with the technology, floods through my body. I’m being raped, fuck but I’m turned on by it anyway. It’s a warm, tingling sensation, with its core between my legs but radiating out to my other erogenous zones, especially turning my nipples hyper-responsive. I refuse to accept this feeling is pleasurable – nothing can be pleasurable when it comes with such total degradation and cruelty. At big cock least it is not painful though, as it was when my hymen was broken and when Salarin pierced into my backside. But although getting fucked this second time might not be uncomfortable but it is impossible to ignore. I long to disconnect myself from what’s happening to me but the stimulation is too overwhelming. Just as I’m hoping this next part of my humiliation will soon be over, I become aware there is also someone behind me, and then immediately I feel the Hardcore Sex probing rod of another penis breeching between the defensive muscles of my buttocks. “No!” I moan, writhing, but with my hips already held by the man in front I have less ability to struggle against the new invader. There is Pussy Drilling a renewed flare of pain as he reaches damaged ring of muscle and I’m penetrated again. Two of them at once. Please somebody, will they allow me not one shred of my former humanity? The shame I feel is as unendurable as the physical abuse. I wish I was dead. I have two cocks ramrodding in and out of me. I can feel them moving deep inside me and low in my belly, the two invaders so close together that the men can probably sense each other from within. This experience – of fucking a girl while someone else does the same - perhaps increases the stimulation for my twin rapists, for almost as soon as the man behind begins the thin one in front abruptly lurches inside me, and he groans his hot breath against my throat in ecstatic climax. He withdraws almost as soon as his orgasm has subsided, and without a word the second man to ever have sex with me turns away, tucking himself back into his pants. The absence of someone in front permits the one behind me (I can’t see his face) freer access to my body, and he reaches round to roughly fondle my breasts. They all want to touch my breasts. He seeks out my nipples and pinches them painfully. I look down and see a hairy arm, muscular and heavily suntanned compared to my pale complexion. The fat fingers squash and roll my dark buds. Down between my legs my vagina feels wetter than pussy when Salarin first opened me. The sense of the hot desert breeze over moisture makes my sense of exposure worse. Something sticky is trickling down the inside of my leg. My vulnerable front hole is not to be left unattended for long. The next of the Hunters’ men is already stepping up. This one is a bearded giant, rather overweight, and I tense in my bonds at the sight of this one, anticipating penetration with an organ that matches the size of his body. His prick is average size though, and the worst thing about being raped by him is the way my head presses against the sweaty flesh of his chest, so even after he’s gone I can’t escape the scent of his body odor. Thus it continues, on and on and on. By about man number ten, I’m weakened severely. My arms and thighs, unnaturally stretched by the restraints have no stamina left for fighting to protect me and I hang limp and accepting as cock after cock enters me to dump its load of slime. There is so much of these men’s fluids in my holes that I am thoroughly lubricated, and in that sense the sensation of being torn lessens, but at the same time a deeper soreness builds and builds with each successive rape, until my holes seem to burn with pain. But being rubbed raw does not deter my nanotech, which continues to keep me aroused throughout. About an hour before Frank is due home Janis goes to her bedroom and locks the door. After checking on him she grabbed the attendant. “Mind how you go there, bouncy hunter,” Wagner quips, repeating the pun he seems to think clever, and on cue from somewhere off camera the pussy ropes round Ja-Alixxe’s ankles are jerked behind her with such force her feet leave the floor. “Oh, come on, Sam. And what about retaliation?” he asks. Beth wasted no time in getting the word out that an old friend from back home was going to be her date for the Homecoming dance. You and your mom are a hundred times smarter than Sandy.” I showed fuck her the stereo and she got out some cassette's (this was pre CD era) and Pussy Drilling started some songs she liked. “Open your mouth,” Amanda commanded. Then he commanded me to stay big cock away from him”. "Do it..." she gasped huskily. I walked over to Amy’s car. I Hardcore Sex shot a glance at her, asking, “Our reality will still be there. “Okay, I get it.” he said, “let’s do a couple more fast ones,” he thought for a moment, then, “Do you know ‘He's a heartache’ by Janie Fricke?” So we showed her.