I tried again and half of my dick was inside her then she was shouting and begging to stop and take out my dick. I idn’t stop and gave a push again ...and now my dick was inside her asshole. She was crying. I stopped there and started kissing her lips and pressing both boobs. After some time, she was relaxed then I started pumping my dick to and fro. Now, Isha was enjoying the fucking session of her ass-hole. She was moaning and telling me “Love you jaan! Fuck me harder. I am your slave. Fuck me. A wallof steel and concrete that rose over sixty feet above the floor ofthe desert and another forty feet beneath it, with various sensorsand monitors for at least five mile before reaching the wall itself.Either way it was better to wait until night when it was much cooler.Amy began working her way down the hill. Picking through the bouldersand joshua trees in an effort to find a large boulder to lay under,one that wasn't occupied by snakes. Near the bottom of the slope shefound a table rock. It didn’t hurt that I lived downtown, and had a friend or two on the local force.I hired Ed to install the sensors for the alarm and flood lights. I hooked them up myself. Ed also removed the storm doors on the front and rear of the Lock Shop. He replaced both doors with heavy duty metal doors They came with bars included. He also reinforced the air conditioner mount. I felt like the place was pretty secure by the time the valuable electronics came into the house. The security had never. "Good Cindy, I am going to video you now being fucked by Brad so you cansee how sexy you look. I want you to beg him for it as I video you so youand he both are more turned on." Yes, Ma'am."Karen really did not need to encourage Cindy to beg, she was begging allon her own. Brad was a master cocksman and he knew how to make a sissybitch beg for the cock. He liked hearing her beg and so it was fun for himto taunt and torment the little sissy making her squirm and plead for hishard cock.Karen.