He informed her as he shoved his cock deep into her abused pussy again. What ensued was a period of hard fucking, his cock battering at her pussy with...out any remorse. She felt his blows raining down on her ass and back as he abused her body. The pain of his assault and the pleasure of his cock made her unable to think. When Sister Catherines next orgasm exploded through her body she heard him grunting. He grabbed her hair in a powerful fist and jerked her head back as he drove himself deep. It took some time to get even the first few inches inside him. He was wiggling his ass, sweating, cursing, he wanted to cry it hurt so badly but he knew in a few short minutes, it would feel better than anything he's ever felt before. It wasn't their first time together but each time was better than the previous time. Each time, Chance knew what to expect and he could give himself over to the pleasure of that long, thick, hard, black tool pounding him harder and deeper than anyone or anything. And it’s peaceful. The undergrowth rustles with the busy activities of secretive wildlife, not yapping, snuffling dogs, and the breeze whispers secrets only we can hear.You hesitate, caress my face… I lean in for a kiss then instinctively glance around. No-one. Good. There’s a thicket ahead, close to the path but dense enough to conceal us. Craving intimacy, I think about guiding you off the path to that secluded dell. I want our kisses to be undisturbed, blossoming into prolonged passion, our. She stood back up and I kissed her quicly to show her that there was no boundary. She straddled and clambered up onto my lap and I pulled her forward until her wet gash pressed my cock against my abdomen. “I’m not a virgin,” she volunteered “I use my hairbrush a lot” “It’s time for the real thing” “Oh yes” she kissed me and ground against my shaft. “It is”I put my hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her up. She squirmed and reached down and took me in her hand to line it up with her lightly.