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I almost screamed in terror as the cock cap stained my cervical hole to the limit. He pulled back and I felt the lips of my pussy pulling and dragging at his cock. It felt as though he was pulling my pussy innards out as they clung his cock. Blood lubricated and coated his shaft as he pulled out. It felt as though all of my guts were trailing out after the evil man's cock.Then he slammed back until the full length were firmly hilted in my pussy.
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He continued to fuck me with long kosovo rape pictures , ramming strokes--the weight of his heavy body crushing me on each impaling thrust. I could feel every bump and vein on his huge penis each time it slammed into me, yet he fucked me with a furious pace that seemed to get even faster.
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He grabbed me around the shoulders so that he could ram into me even harder, pounding into my pussy. I felt as if my pussy was burning as the pain began to actually increase. I groaned, and whimpered, but I did not scream. I still did not scream.
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His rhythm actually increased and I tried to meet each powerful penetration, driving my buttocks up, trying to pull him in even deeper in the hopes of easing the pain of his savage thrusting. Of course, it didn't help. My entire body spasmed and I again, I almost screamed out in agony. He seemed to go on forever, his beating hips growing more forceful and intense with each deep piercing. my spasming vagina pulling and clutching at his rock hard weapon of flesh.
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I could feel my insides splitting painfully as my tormentor began ramming harder and deeper into me, and seemed his punishing prick suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear my whole body wide apart-- when it began to spurt--and and could feel a horrible hot white liquid shooting into me like burning fire, scalding my insides like streams of molten lava.
He withdrew his softening cock out of me and then rolled off of me
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"Please go,"i panted out between sobbing gasps.
he got off the bed, and for a moment, I believed my ordeal was over. But he had only walked over to his clothes to grab his belt. Before I could react, he had leaned over me and grabbed my wrists.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!?!," I cried as I struggled and he bound my wrists with his belt.
"Shut up, bitch," he snarled, slapping the back of my head when my hands threatened to escape the binding, but stopped hitting me when I stopped struggling.
"You and me, bitch, we're not finished, not by a longshot." he leaned over my prone body, his hot breath burning my ear.
He climbed back on the bed and positioned himself so that he was straddling my hips, and grinned down at me.
