massive
dick went bullying home. It plunged into Emily’s guts, past her
aching ring and bludgeoning through her flesh to plunder into her
bowels. The Italian stallion was unrelenting – the girth of his
cock stretching Emily’s rectum, but friction did not hinder him in
any way. He pushed and he pushed until he was all the way in her
and his groin was grazing Emily’s battered ass cheeks.
Emily yelled repeatedly as her guts went into spasm, clamping
around the gigantic shaft and the huge bulbous glans at the end of
the phallus which felt like it was in Emily’s stomach, so deep was
the penetration.
“Please!!!” Emily yelled. Please what she couldn’t tell you.
There was pain and there was warped pleasure, both enormous like
the cock, mingling together, hurting and thrilling like nothing
before.
The hunky Italian held himself there, moaning softly as he
enjoyed the pulsing of Emily’s chute around his throbbing
blood-engorged meat, and he grinded into the buttocks, feeling
their heat and sensuous fullness. He gave it over a minute: a
consideration perhaps to allow Emily to adapt, but mainly just to
relish the ass before embarking on the shafting he was going to
dish out.
Then slowly the big man pulled his dick out, groaning all the
while, savouring the action and Emily’s tormented expression. But
he did not empty Emily completely; he paused with his big knob
still inside.
“Stroke me,” the new abuser quietly commanded.
Instead of raging in protest and pushing both men away from
her, Emily mindlessly complied. She grunted as she struggled to
lean forward, yelping again as the Italian’s massive member pushed
a bit further inside her. Emily gripped the vastness of the shaft
that remained outside and began to stroke him; masturbating him
while he impaled her ass again.
Glancing up to the man’s face, Emily noted her new violator’s
expression. The big Italian smiled as he slowly squeezed back into
Emily’s ass, relishing the friction and the pain that it gave.
Emily hated him for it. She hated him for hurting her so much. The
pain was agonizing, yet Emily’s pussy was puffy and gushing,
jealous as all hell that it wasn’t still getting filled. Obeying
the order, Emily stroked furiously at the shaft that was available
to her hand, a part of her hoping the big brute would come before
he could get all of his enormous cock back inside her; another part
of her, a bigger part, the cock loving slut part, prayed that the
man would be true to his word and bugger her senseless!
Deeper and deeper the Italian penetrated. Eventually Emily’s
fist was trapped between the bull-like balls and her own quivering
ass. Grinning madly, wanting to impale fully again, the Italian
reached down and pulled Emily’s fist from around his cock, before
sliding inside her the last few inches, forcing in every fraction
he had, stuffing Emily even fuller than before.
Hades grinned down, enjoying the suffering he was clearly
causing. He held himself fully in Emily for a few moments,
savouring the anguish and the pulsating of the violated chute, so
alive in its torment around his huge shaft. Then he slowly emptied
Emily again. Emily hollered in protest - the feeling of that
massive cock leaving her was as bad as it was filling her up. She
could feel her guts getting dragged out of her body as they clung
tightly stretched around the thick naked shaft.
When she was nearly emptied, Emily steeled herself for that
agonizing feeling of a big cock pulling out of her ass. But it
didn’t happen. The man kept his huge knob in and thrust again,
slowly refilling the guts. Emily’s entire body stiffened and she
uttered a loud gasp. The mammoth sized penis pushed past all the
muscles inside her, opening her wider than ever. Finally Emily felt
the Italian’s balls against her, resting heavy and potent on the
bottom of her back. Emily twisted and writhed, whimpering and
moaning, stuffed to the brim with throbbing meat. It was an agony
of hurt,
dick went bullying home. It plunged into Emily’s guts, past her
aching ring and bludgeoning through her flesh to plunder into her
bowels. The Italian stallion was unrelenting – the girth of his
cock stretching Emily’s rectum, but friction did not hinder him in
any way. He pushed and he pushed until he was all the way in her
and his groin was grazing Emily’s battered ass cheeks.
Emily yelled repeatedly as her guts went into spasm, clamping
around the gigantic shaft and the huge bulbous glans at the end of
the phallus which felt like it was in Emily’s stomach, so deep was
the penetration.
“Please!!!” Emily yelled. Please what she couldn’t tell you.
There was pain and there was warped pleasure, both enormous like
the cock, mingling together, hurting and thrilling like nothing
before.
The hunky Italian held himself there, moaning softly as he
enjoyed the pulsing of Emily’s chute around his throbbing
blood-engorged meat, and he grinded into the buttocks, feeling
their heat and sensuous fullness. He gave it over a minute: a
consideration perhaps to allow Emily to adapt, but mainly just to
relish the ass before embarking on the shafting he was going to
dish out.
Then slowly the big man pulled his dick out, groaning all the
while, savouring the action and Emily’s tormented expression. But
he did not empty Emily completely; he paused with his big knob
still inside.
“Stroke me,” the new abuser quietly commanded.
Instead of raging in protest and pushing both men away from
her, Emily mindlessly complied. She grunted as she struggled to
lean forward, yelping again as the Italian’s massive member pushed
a bit further inside her. Emily gripped the vastness of the shaft
that remained outside and began to stroke him; masturbating him
while he impaled her ass again.
Glancing up to the man’s face, Emily noted her new violator’s
expression. The big Italian smiled as he slowly squeezed back into
Emily’s ass, relishing the friction and the pain that it gave.
Emily hated him for it. She hated him for hurting her so much. The
pain was agonizing, yet Emily’s pussy was puffy and gushing,
jealous as all hell that it wasn’t still getting filled. Obeying
the order, Emily stroked furiously at the shaft that was available
to her hand, a part of her hoping the big brute would come before
he could get all of his enormous cock back inside her; another part
of her, a bigger part, the cock loving slut part, prayed that the
man would be true to his word and bugger her senseless!
Deeper and deeper the Italian penetrated. Eventually Emily’s
fist was trapped between the bull-like balls and her own quivering
ass. Grinning madly, wanting to impale fully again, the Italian
reached down and pulled Emily’s fist from around his cock, before
sliding inside her the last few inches, forcing in every fraction
he had, stuffing Emily even fuller than before.
Hades grinned down, enjoying the suffering he was clearly
causing. He held himself fully in Emily for a few moments,
savouring the anguish and the pulsating of the violated chute, so
alive in its torment around his huge shaft. Then he slowly emptied
Emily again. Emily hollered in protest - the feeling of that
massive cock leaving her was as bad as it was filling her up. She
could feel her guts getting dragged out of her body as they clung
tightly stretched around the thick naked shaft.
When she was nearly emptied, Emily steeled herself for that
agonizing feeling of a big cock pulling out of her ass. But it
didn’t happen. The man kept his huge knob in and thrust again,
slowly refilling the guts. Emily’s entire body stiffened and she
uttered a loud gasp. The mammoth sized penis pushed past all the
muscles inside her, opening her wider than ever. Finally Emily felt
the Italian’s balls against her, resting heavy and potent on the
bottom of her back. Emily twisted and writhed, whimpering and
moaning, stuffed to the brim with throbbing meat. It was an agony
of hurt,
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