"Where's all that cock going, bitch?" he'd asked me at one point, after Bush had locked up with me and I was just coming down from what seemed like my... hundredth orgasm of the night."I don't know..." I sighed and then giggled a little. "I guess I stretch."He laughed at that, rubbing his penis slowly. "I guess you do stretch. Like you were made for big ol' dog cock. Damn! Never saw anything like it!"Only after the dogs had finished and Barley had pulled free of me did our Master kneel behind me. At sub 200lbs he wasn't bursting at any seam but seeing himselfin the mirror everyday, well except today had made himself conscious tohis imperfections.Today, they bothered him even more. Was Emily's shirt showing his"chest"? What about the cut of the shirt? He was convinced that theshirt curved inwards once it cleared the pectorals and then flaredoutwards again closer to the waist. He placed his cap on his head as hislong hair hung loose under him. He put on his shades as well, just to bea bit. That made him reach over and cover my mouth.Muting my screams he violently fucked my cunt. The dildo was used as a new weapon on my bung. Using the long fat fake cock part he sticks it in my asshole. His monster dick ramming my cunt only made it tighter with a large dildo getting forced in my asshole.The strokes were in sync, each thrust of cock in my pussy was equaled by a thrust of dildo in my butt.Not far into this vaginal-anal rape I was coming to an orgasm. “Oh shit mother fucker, you’re. Hell, she’d looked great in that strapless blue dress, with those open toed sandals. Laurie and her mom had gone shopping for it two weeks earlier, as a 17th birthday present for her. He did have a good-looking daughter, and she always had guys calling. Most of them seemed like good guys. Who could blame a guy for wanting to spend as much time as he could with her? But she was supposed to let him know when she was supposed to be home. He hadn’t wanted to see a hard ass and tell her when she had.