He could feel his cock sliding down the back of her throat and knew that she could take it. He could see the waiter getting their order ready and knew... it was going to be any minute and the waiter would be at their table. As he blew his load into her awaiting luscious lips he began to slow down his thrusts and told her that the waiter was coming now. She giggled there under the table but held onto his cock. The waiter set their food on the table with a curious look on his face and asked Stefan. At this moment his mouth was gasping open with silent shrieks of despair, his eyes clenched tightly shut, his naked body wracked with spasms and cramps as he was flung forwards and back, helpless in the grip of a violent rape. Again.The priest was hugely powerful, from the grey stubble of his closely-cropped hair to the gnarled toes that, like oak-roots, clenched the soles of his sandals and braced against the thrusts of his massive legs. His slab-sided face, square and teutonic under its. Take it, you little slut.” When he finally pulls me up by the hair, letting me take a breath, my face is wet with tears and saliva. “You're such a pretty little whore with tears streaming down your face,” he says and then shoves me back down onto his cock, thrusting upwards into my mouth, taking full control. I'm moaning through his thrusts, going, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” with each breath.He then pulls me up by the hair and pushes me down onto my back, hard, with my head by the end of the bed. He. “Stroke it, Sweet Pea,” he said as he began to move my fingers up and down his hot meat. I couldn’t believe I had my fingers wrapped around such a huge cock. I also couldn’t believe I was stroking it. But I was.“You like my big black dick, Baby?” All I could do was nod my head while I stared at the huge cock head staring back at me. I had seen and played with Alan’s cock before, but his was a miniature by comparison. Quan’s was way bigger.A drop of precum appeared at his slit. I watched.