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But that wasn’t enough for him. He pulled out, only to ram himself home again in another lunge forward into my body. “Argh!” he grunted, and withdrew again, only to pierce me once again. I would have fallen forward under the power of his thrusts and the weight of his body hitting my buttocks, but for his hands, his “claws”, either side of my waist holding me firm in front of him. “Now, Bitch!” he spat into the back of my neck. His gruff, growling voice now took on a vicious irony, “This is where you get what’s coming to you!” The tears welled-up in my eyes as the sweat poured from my body in the cool night air as he kept up his relentless thrusting and ramming into me. All the while, it felt like his penis was getting larger and harder with every thrust and while my own frightened balls had retreated as far inside my body as they could, my limpness was now strangely developing into a semi-erection. Something else inside me was growing harder too. With each entry, my Hardcore prostate was being bashed, pressed and generally battered into producing nature’s man-fluid against its will. My insides ached as the pain, at first sharp and piercing, now became a dull, painful throbbing inside the depths of my anus. I cried out in anal agony as I felt my insides involuntarily clench his tool, as my prostate was violently and forcibly milked. It was like a fire had been lit inside me as the jism began blowjob building-up somewhere between my prostate and my cock. And in the midst of this, I felt something wet and warm, dribbling down the insides of my thighs. Meanwhile, his brutal thrusting had given way to a kind of wriggling and twisting, as his grotesquely deformed manhood, or animalhood, seemed to grow still larger and firmer within me, delving it seemed, ever deeper towards my intestines. When my orgasm came, it was a relief, as my burning insides involuntarily went into spasm, clenching and unclenching his swollen tool, as my semen finally escaped from my body in one long, draw-out, dribbling spurt from my semi-erect tool, onto the sand below. The clenching of my orgasm seemed to throw him over the edge, his tool now embedded and locked into me like that of a dog. He let out a long howl into the night air, as he came into me, the hotness of his semen filling my bruised insides, as gush after gush spurted deep into my body, filling every space, every hidden cavity inside me, until he was fully spent. As he let go his grasp of my sides, I staggered forward on all-fours, collapsing on the sand, as his still swollen tool was ripped from my rear and I heard him turn and race off down the beach and into the water. I lay there, freed but naked and abused, a burning, throbbing ache in my big backside and cum oozing and dribbling from my anus, over my shrunken balls and onto the sand beneath me, mixing with the product of my own feeble orgasm which still dribbled from my shrivelled manhood into the sand. Exhausted, I just lay there, still naked but for my shorts half on one leg, just as he had raped me. After what must have been an hour or more, I began to feel cold and I slowly roused myself. It was around midnight by my watch and there had been no sign of Deryk returning. Somehow, I knew he wouldn’t. I limped down to the sea and slowly immersed myself in the warm, healing waters, releasing all remaining traces of Deryk’s breeding of me back into the sea. Having eventually found my way back to my hotel on foot during the night, I awoke next morning in my comfortable bed and it was if last night had been a nightmare. I expected to see scratches on my chest, or at least bruising on my body where he had grabbed me – I certainly felt bruised – but when I examined myself in the bathroom mirror, there was no trace, no visible evidence of his attack. Only my backside ached and I felt like I had been run-over by a truck! As I got ready for breakfast, tits I was listening to the local news on the TV and the big story of the morning was the report of an attack on 3 guys in a night-fishing launch out on the lagoon. Witnesses said that while 3 men had taken the boat out, only two brought it back, with the canopy torn, leather seats ripped, a table smashed, and even some of the rails bent out of shape. The Police had been called by the owner and, when questioned, the two men, visibly shaken by the incident and both badly scratched and bruised, had claimed that the three of them had been attacked by a huge wolf-like beast that had appeared out of the sea. The three of them had tried to fight it off but the third man had been lost overboard in the battle and when the monster also dived back into the sea, they had been so traumatized that they had high-tailed it back to the marina without their companion. The Police spokeswoman said, if they did not find the other man alive, the two men would probably be facing a potential murder charge. I remembered different blowjob snatches of tits passion. “You are going to dry up big and die.” At first it was sneaky, but after a while everybody saw him do it. Right in front of you! he rubs ky jelly all over it and puts it at the entrence to my ass and he slowly slids it in to me. when it gets anal about 1/2 way in I tell him it hurts and he says to relax he is almost ready to cum. I thought for a moment and then it dawned on me what he was probably suggesting. “Well, there’s no harm in that. Jon then lifted Debbie off him Hardcore and told me to clean up his wet dick. I tuck her into bed and head out of the bedroom. I felt a welcome smile cross my face. I settled for enjoying the post orgasm pleasure and just lay there with my legs wide open. “Ummmm---ummmm—yeah---like---ohhh!