Then in the next stroke he started to force his entire fist into her. Jen tried to writhe, she was just pinned to the bed, pure agony escaped from her... lips as she screamed for him to stop. He just slowly pushed in and in. She bit at her lips as he relentlessly pushed in. It seemed to pop past his fist and suddenly her vagina lips closed around his wrist. The filming went on. Jen fell silent for a long while, and seemed to get her breath. She was taking short sharp breaths, was perspiring. Sometimes I go with her, other times I stay home. During those occasions, I anticipate her return. My job is to clean her ass and pussy. Sometimes I get to fuck her, other times she just wants to come back into reality. It got to be somewhat routine, the nights when I would wait for her return. She was generally back before sunrise and I would be rock hard in anticipation to perform my chores. Getting to enter her pussy after it was well used was such a thrill. I love it! Her pussy. Along one wall was a trough urinal thatwas about 8 feet long. Along the other wall was a row of showers. Across theback wall was a line of toilets without stall. Cumbag's feet stuck to the slimy,filthy floor as she was pulled toward the trough urinal as the room filled withsnickering boys. Mike released his grip on her cunt with the pliers as he threwher on the floor in front of the urinal."OK cunt...Get your lazy ass to work. This restroom hasn't been cleaned allsummer...We think a sleazy. After a while when she finished cumming I told her to turn around as I was turning her, as my cock pulled out I heard her moan and gasp at the same time. As she turned around she changed her mind and grabbed hold of my cock that was now so hard it was sticking out, which doesn't happen all that often as it usually points down mostly. As she was stroking it she mumbled "fucking hell Steve, I can't even get my hand around it, shit I need to suck it" and she maneuvered so she was sat on the floor.