Her breasts were pendulous and her nipples very large. She was about five feet tall and went ten stone I suppose.I clambered up behind her, half awake... by then, kneaded her fleshy buttocks, lodged my weapon in her dripping cunny and shoved it up into her without further by-play. She was pleasantly tight and deeply muscled, fluttering and rippling.She gasped and quaked and uttered an animal-like cry, like a fox caught in a trap. Then she sucked in air and moaned, "Slowly, slowly, you big horse.". " I closed the gap between us and captured his lips with mine. As his lips moved over mine, I felt him tug away the pillows that covered me. His hands roamed over my body with slow, gentle touches. He was always careful with me, never doing anything that he was worried I wouldn't be comfortable with. But it was our last day together. I'd been trying not to show how much that upset me but I thought I could give him one thing. Control. I broke the kiss and trailed small kisses along his jaw to. Movement? You? God, I hope that's you, Sir! I listen intently.Nothing.I look left and right, a vain attempt to see past the dishtowel-blindfold. My muscles are working harder now, not just to keep the dowel buried deep in my anus, but also to keep my bladder from releasing its' load. The combined muscles at work are making me even hornier. Not enough to cum, but enough to keep myself aroused. Oh, God, I hated my body!Concentrate. Concentrate, not on the small noise or your presence, but on your. I’m going to do the work” I commanded.I grabbed each side of Rachel’s head and held it steady as I began to slowly push in and out, bumping way too soon into the back of her throat. But, I was fucking Rachel’s reluctant mouth. I was in control and could do whatever I pleased. Rachel’s tongue cradled the under side of my cock, feeling soft, wet, and warm. The constant vacuum milked me again and again, as I pulled out. I was fighting the desire to hammer her mouth, but I was losing ground to my.