Looking down I could see that almost all of my wood was hidden inside her cunt as I held still for a few seconds, and then slowly pulled it back to th...rust in again. As I withdrew I could feel the walls of her pussy causing the sweetest friction. I knew my girth was just the right enough as every thrust caused the same bit of friction without her doing anything to help it. I then took hold of her hips for my final assault and I guess she figured what was about to happen as she shuffled and dug. He’s seventeen. I just turned thirty. The only thing we have in common is sex. But oh what glorious sex it was!Despite my resolve to never see him again I can’t get the things we did on that bus ride out of my mind. Day and night that adventure keeps my heart beating faster and the lining in the crotch of my panties soaking wet. If this keeps up I’m going to have to start using panty liners every day.Day and night I find myself reliving the excitement of that trip. I think of all the time I. "She's asked for this, the bitch, and now she's getting it!"The words cut into her; she hadn't asked for anything, she didn't deserve to be treated like this. These monsters had no respect for her, none at all. Probably hated all women.The donkey doubled his efforts, fucking like a machine. The tufts of hair on his belly, stiff and containing burrs of dried weeds, scratched along her back, causing her more pain. Her face became a twisted mask of lust, drool dripped from the side of her mouth.. ." He shucked outta his pants and settled hisself on the edge of the chair I'd been sittin' in."Wanna try a little?" Sure..."So I hoisted up my melons -- they be big motherfuckers; when I rack 'em up in a truss, they stick out six, eight inches, like a couple a' watermelons on a shelf -- an' he stuck his dick in between, and I rubbed 'em up and down on it. Problem is, they be HEAVY -- it was fuckin' WORK! My man Ramon, he came by to look and shook his head. "She can't keep that up..."That.