I feel the entire shaft of his cock as it enters me quickly, piercing me to my core. I feel his pubic hair against my lips as he completes his journey... to the depths of my womb. He does not linger as he fucks me like a brute. Only my shoulders, my arms and my wrists are touching the tree trunk as he suspends me for his vicious yet loving onslaught. He is not raping me, for I am more than willing, but he fucks me as if he were. My pussy is so wet that as he pistons rapidly in and out of me, I. Brina stepped delicately around where I was kneeling and threw her arms around Todd and stuck her tongue in his mouth, and then opened her blouse so he could feast on her delicious breasts."That's right faggot" Brina said sweetly as I kept sucking, "Todd gets the boobs, and all you get is to suck his dick, and maybe you can rim his asshole out, too. You'll learn not to push me around anymore."And I hadn't laid a hand on her! All I did was remind her of the agreement we had...I'd been giving her. God or nature,Take your pick,Must have thoughtA million years or soBefore decidingWhere to placeThe buttocksSo as to transformTorso into thighs,Thighs into backAnd belly;We can only wonder howMany millennia HeOr it spent in fixingThe location of women'sBouncing breasts.There is something about a pairOf buttocks, sleek and full and round,That begs for punishment.In a cruel world such as ours,Beauty is as much or moreA liability as it is an asset.Woe be she who is callipygian,For she shall be. I could hear the squelching noises as it slid back and forth and each time it came out I could see that it was covered with a mixture of spunk and pussy juices. I hoped the camera would capture the thrilling sight.Her large tits were dangling, swaying in time to his cock-thrusts as his hand slipped under her and started tickling her clit. I kept clicking away while my wife was thrusting backwards and forwards in rhythm with his thrusts while she begged him to fuck her even harder, yelling that.