She jerked again and closing her eyes, her long black eyelashes glistening with her tears against her cheeks,
as I reached up under her and jammed my fingers against her clit. Long enough to slam a woman’s cervix, and thick like a baseball bat which meant it really stretched a tight vagnial tunnel. xxx You are a virgin. She felt suffocated, violated. The head was a bulbous one. I held her there, my cock still buried inside her violated
pussy, my hands holding her tits, my face against hers, my sweaty body against hers, for seconds, then minutes. She wanted him off. Both of my hands
were at her pussy now, tearing at her abused flesh, squeezing and pinching and rubbing her clit as it
hardened beneath my fingers.
