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Then another great jet shot out and over his shoulder, hitting the pillow; and another, this time in a great arc, hitting himself in the centre of his chest; and yet another, and another……. His furry chest became streaked with white jism, as he collapsed in a great gasp of relief and fell instantly asleep. Cleaning him up, I took off my own clothes and curled-up beside him, pulling the duvet over us both. As I lay there in the moonlight from the window, feeling his warm body and his gentle breathing, I pondered the events of the last few hours. Was this really Deryk, MY Deryk? How could it be? I fell asleep. Suddenly I was awake and aware of movement. It was Deryk, and he was sitting astride me. Against the icy blue moonlight from the window, all I could see was his silhouette but he seemed to be well recovered all of a sudden. He loomed over me. “Now; this is where it gets different,” he growled, ominously. My heart was pounding in my chest and all the warmth I had felt for him was gone. In its place was fear – sheer terror. God, what had I done? I knew nothing about him but some “cock-and-bull” story that no-one else would have believed and yet I had brought him into my home. He leaned forward and grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head, he then added, menacingly, “I’m gonna fuck your brains out!” He was strong; very strong. I was helpless as I lay on my back, with him astride my legs, my hands manacled together in the grip of one hand around my wrists. In the moonlight, and against his silhouette framed by the window, all I could see was the terrifying whites of his eyes – and the pink flesh of his erect tool. It seemed bigger than I remembered it, much bigger. With his free hand he began to flip me over, to take me from behind I guess, but I was slippery with the sweat of anxiety pouring from my body and I twisted back to face him. “Oh No,” I said defiantly, “If I’m going to be raped, I’m going to see the man who does it.” “Please yourself,” he said, gruffly, “It’s all the same to me,” and he yanked my legs up in front of him and over my chest. The dark form of his face then appeared between my legs, as he pressed against the back of my thighs, my feet over his shoulders. He had released my hands but now his hands were behind my knees and the sheer weight and strength of him fetish on top of me still had me pinned to the bed and I thought, “Don’t fight him; it’ll only make it worse; just give-in to him.” I felt the wetness of his now massive organ pressing against my hole, barely a moment before he plunged japanese into me and let out a deep growling sigh as his weapon burst into my insides in one, long deep thrust. I yelled out in pain, as I felt japan the massiveness of his organ crash through my internal barriers. In an instant, he pulled out of me and I let out a gasp, as he plunged yet again into my body, penetrating like a dagger through my innards. Again he withdrew, ploughing back into me as, thrust after thrust, he rammed himself against my thighs and I felt the weight of his heavy balls wacking my backside with each thrust. I was sweating profusely and, though frightened of him and his sudden strength and violence, I found it disturbingly exciting. There was no way I could get an erection but asian I was becoming aroused and I could feel my prostate hardening against his repeated ramming and ramming into me. My head became a whirl of confusion, delirium, arousal, and my vision blurred as I thrashed my head from side to side. “I told you I would fuck your brains out!” I heard him growl, “Now; you asked for this,” and he held me there under his body, his organ momentarily withdrawn from my aching insides, and I could feel him shaking with cumshot the tension built-up in his body. A sound erupted deep from his insides, like no sound I had heard before, as he finally plunged his manhood all the way deep into the inner reaches of my being. My insides, though battered and numbed, seemed to be able to feel every ridge, every shape of his massiveness against my prostate, as he came into me; great jets of warmth seemed to fill my insides as, almost in slow motion, I felt his organ swell with each great squirt of life-fluid injected into me. My blood was screaming through my veins. asian What in the hell had he forgotten now? My asshole drank in the feel of her fingers pumping into my bowels. Im Gegenteil, ich denke ich bin fast süchtig danach etwas in meiner Muschi zu haben. The horse got in a couple more His erection pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts. Of course we got hit on a few times but we were on a girl’s night out so cocks were out of the question. The only things that truly mattered to me afterwards were that I had thoroughly enjoyed the sex itself, and that the wad of sperm that Freddy intentionally released deep inside my totally-unprotected vagina didn't get me pregnant that day. I heard folders go flying to the fetish floor as she lay back on the desk, her legs coming to my shoulders. I quickly shuffled onto my front and moaned at the feeling japan of the cold metal japanese against my nipples. It was during “rush week” when all the fraternities held open house parties to impress and recruit new members, that my drinking got out of hand and got the better of me. At our open house, as all other houses, all the fraternity cumshot brothers were expected to help with hosting duties during the party as well as help with the recruitment process by working the room and really making those students we wanted to join our house to feel especially welcomed. Kissing and caressing her back, Ajay tried to shift her slowly. She stared at the bulge in my pants and bit her lip, her big blue eyes offering a silent plea. She turned to see he hadn't moved. Lisa cried out. Alan pushed his jeans and pants down below his ass. They were a little concerned about how things went on with the family dinner. “Where are we going?” Once I’ve met all of Gwen’s family, we all take our seats at the dining table and continue to engage in conversation. Want more? Without me realizing, I became fully upset, having a grasp on my phone firm enough to start hurting my hand. “Fuck yes Rachel, I’ve wanted you for so long. 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