He reached between us, positioning the head of his huge cock perfectly against my hole and pressed his hips forward I tried not to resist and then fel...t the pleasure of his mushroom head popping through my anal ring and sliding inside me. "Mmm" I moaned. "You like that?" he asked. "Yes, I do." I whispered to him. He pressed forward again and the pleasure I was feeling quickly turned to pain as his massive rod pressed inside me, stretching my asshole and walls past their limits "Don't. His hand flattens over my tummy making my hips rock back and settle in his lap. He clears his throat, holding me to him as we pass over another speed bump; my hips rock again, my back dipping trying to get more friction on my clit, and this time he inhales sharply. He pushes against my stomach again making my hips grind against his lap and I feel his bulge beginning to wake up."Stop that," I hear his deep voice in my ear as his hand grips a firm hold of my hip.Biting my lip I blush, breathing. You are just so hot...” reaching out to touch the milky white smooth skin of her fleshy waist from the side.“Save it for later, my darling beta...” she said with a little laugh, as she pulled away from me. “Let me try on the other dress...” she said suggestively, as she walked inside to her bedroom, leaving me shaking my head incredulously.With a sigh, I sat down in the comfortable couch, as she closed the door of her bedroom to change.As I sat in the living room, waiting for Sarla bhabhi, the. Manhandling me with his huge black hands. Calling me boy even though he’s only half my age. Telling me I look good on my knees. Telling me that’s how he wants me ……. He’s just an obnoxious, conceited, black bully, using crude stand-over tactics to try intimidate me……….. But he had intimidated me, hadn’t he? I hadn’t said boo when he’d put his hands on me, had I? Not even when he pushed me around. I hadn’t said boo because I found I just couldn’t. Maybe because I didn’t want to. No, that’s.