I screamed mentally, my face forced upward, my body writhing below me, grinding with intensified desperation as the pain made the pleasure so much greater. “ You are a stupid cunt, you know that? ” Brandon hissed mentally, the motions of his hips pushing me past the edge of sanity, tossing asian my body into a squirming mess of reactive pleasure, “ You were the one bitching about trust, and when I tell you I want to help you, you try to kill me?! ” “ I’m sorry! ” I screeched again, my physical voice shrieking my abject delight, my body writhing in a wave of motion; my hips bucking, my back arching, my abdomen clenching, my ass rippling, and my thighs squeezing in possessed euphoria. Sweat glistened from my exerted flesh, trailing along the jiggling domes of my breasts, wetting my brow, dripping down the small of my back and running between my clapping cheeks. “ You better learn how to lie real quick, ” Brandon growled mentally, “ because I don’t feel like getting murdered by my new girlfriend because you couldn’t make something up! ” “ I can’t tell untruths! ” I cried back, feeling the orgasm churning in my depths, building like a torrent pressing against a dam, with cracks forming in the concrete. “ Then you better learn to keep your mouth shut! ” Brandon replied, his cock hitting my bottom, sending pulsing ecstasy deep into my pelvis. “ I’ll never say a word! ” I screeched mentally as my voice carried it’s ragged lust, “ I promise! Gods, I’m sorry, Your Holiness! I’m so sorry! ” “I’ll make you sorry!” Brandon snarled with his real voice, releasing my hair, sending my head flying forward as his hands reached beneath us, and sunk into the jiggling fat of my backside, “You have no idea what sorry is, Angel! ” “Teach me!” I screamed, possessed by the unbridled euphoria, a slave to the pleasure, begging for the pain, “Please hurt me! Please punish me! I’m nothing but your begging whore!” “Holy shit, what’s going on in there?” Willowbud laughed from outside my winged-room. Brandon grinned maliciously at me, picked me up by the ass, and rolled us over. Tera yelped as she jumped out of the way, her tail flying behind her as I was dropped onto my mistress. Brandon pulled out of my twitching pussy, grabbed Mistress by the back of her head, and blowjob kissed her with a melting passion, watching me with smirking eyes as the love of my life succumbed to him in blissful surrender. It hurt so badly, but I knew I deserved it, and knowing that somehow stoked my arousal. creampie I wanted to be abused emotionally and physically, I needed to feel cumshot the ramifications for my blasphemy in order to atone. Either that, or Hardcore I was just a masochistic whore. “I want to be close to you,” Brandon whispered into Mistress’s adoring eyes, “I want to feel you pressed to me inside her.” “Yeah, I figured.” I muttered to myself. Abrielle had shadowed at an office wear the young professional Nina had worked, and although they'd flirted a bit, nothing more had come of it. Nate groaned, his hand squeezing my hips. The box contained a motor with a dildo attached to it. I whimpered into our mother's panties, heat blossoming between my thighs. I hated sleeping by myself. “Sweetie” she said. The men and creampie women came out, all still dressed in their sterile white lab clothes. She grinned at his shout of pain, and at the telling way his insides quivered. It reminded me of the time that cop gave me a ride on his quad bike back to your uncle’s mobile home. Becky must have heard the shotgun. asian cumshot She was red-faced when she sat down in front of me. I didn’t know whether it was exclusively because she had been upside down or whether my manipulations had slightly aroused her. And then again in the middle, and maybe a final time at the end?” Madison joked. Christine, you will be our cook and take care of all meals. That’s not what this is, right?” I couldn’t talk when I got there, but she could tell something wasn’t right with me. She called my Mom and she came and picked me up. Spurt after spurt of hot cum flooded into me. I whimpered, betraying my husband for the good of our daughter. She didn't reply. Brown, but I can color it whatever you want. Slick talker. Please." But... My bowels convulsed around him. This is definitely turning me on. I was a bundle of nerves, especially when they opened the door and I got my blowjob first look at the man. He was old, maybe over fifty, and he had a huge beer belly. I Hardcore then connect with my left hand somewhere on his cheek and he falls back into Stacey’s table. My brother thought I was the hottest piece of ass in the world.