Randy Howard - The secretary_s hot pants
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"Yes!"
"You want it."
"Yesssss!"
"Beg me some more!"
"Oh, yes – do it do it doit! Do it to me!"
"For a cherry cunt, you sure do love cock!"
"Yesssss! Fuck – meeeee!"
The pain was gone, the pleasure back, intensifying as he felt his own body responding completely, knew that he was close to orgasm. The old sofa was rocking now from the force of his blows as he thrust deep into the girl, her bare ass sliding back over the cracked cushion until her head banged against the arm. The cellar was filled with the dull, wet thudding of their bodies meeting, of their sexual passion as their breath escaped in hot gasps, of their cries for more – more – more!
"Oh, God! God fuck me! Fuck me!"
"God ain't fuckin' ya, honey – I am!"
"Yes yes yes yes!"
"I got a big ones ain't I?"
"Yes, it's big, it mice, ohhhhhhh!"
"Y'ever see a bigger one?"
"Oh! Oh, yes yes!"
"Shit!" He pound his groin against her belly. "Who?"
"Oh! Ohhhhh, no, please! Please, don't!"
"Who?" he repeated. "Damn you, answer me!"
"Oh, God! Ohbhhhhh!"
The cock was pounding straight into her now, all aching gone from her cunt, the driver riding out so far that she thought he would escape. She clasped her legs tight against him, her hands moving down his back to his ass, reaching to clutch at his buttocks, to try and force him to ride back in, in deeper.
"Who, damn you!"
"Oh, God, please! Please, don't stop! Don't stop!"
"No more, bitch! You get no more until you answer my Goddamn question!"
He thrust against her, Cindy's cunt walls crawling about the shape of his cock while her hands clutched at his ass, urging him to move again, begging him to keep moving, begging for the wonderful flesh plug to keep her cunt in agitation. She gasped, trying to throw her pelvis against him, trying to take over the fucking, but he caught her shoulders, squeezed his thumbs painfully into the hollows.
"Owwwww! Bastard!"
"Answer me, bitch! If I ain't got the biggest cock you ever seen, who has?"
"All right! Uh – George it bluer!"
"George?" He laughed. "That dumb asshole?"
"And Zeke, the stockroom boy…"
"Shit! Now I know you're lyin' to me, cunt – the Goddamn kid's no more 'n twenty. Besides, how the fuck you know how big his is – lessen, maybe, you've been suckin' on it!"
"No! No, you know you're the first!"
"The first to fuck you. Shit, how do I know how many cocks you had up the ass? Some cunts are so afraid of livin' babies they don't want it any other fly."
"No! I never – never!"
"Yeah?" He pinned. "Maybe I should break you in that way, too."
"No!"
Cindy's fright showed in her eyes; the driver knew he had gone far enough in his tormenting. He began to work his cock in the passage of her cunt again, the feeling that he was ready to climax safely receded. He wasn't ready to cum; not yet, not while he could torment the girl.
"How do you know how big Zeke's cock is?" he repeated, slamming his cock against her.
"I-I saw it!" she gasped as his cock began to stroke regularly. "He-he was fucking – Elsie…"
"Yea? Who's Elsie?"
"One of the stenos!"
God! The cock was tearing her apart, plowing her open; she could feel air rushing into her twat as he rode down, sucked in by the vacuum of his rushing cock. He stroked into her steadily, a dozen times, twenty, forty – and Cindy began to explode in tiny constant orgasms, thrusting herself against him, pushing her pelvis up against his falling groin; fucking with him in a rhythm that soon was completely in her control as he adjusted to her clutching, twitching, cunt. She held to him again, banging upward each time he started down, her stomach hollowed as she tried to open her guts to take him deeper, to take more of him, of that wonderful, throbbing thrusting prick!
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck! Please! Please!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!"
"Oh oh God oh Jesus oh fuck! Fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck!"
"Take it, cunt! Take my big cock! Take it!"
He was riding down into her, Cindy's cunt opening to accept him, dragging against him, pulling him deeper and deeper until he felt as though he were falling into a bottomless pool of hot, clutching sensation. The cunt was dragging at his prick, dragging at his whole Goddamn body, eating at him, eating on him. He was falling, he couldn't control himself, he couldn't stop the tang slide into that deep woman-hole that was taking him – taking him!
"Ohhhhhhhh, Christ! Christ!"
"Uh! Uh!Uhhhh!"
"My balls!" He moaned, twisting, trying to pull free of her clutching cunt, but Cindy was in control now, was holding him, forcing him to pleasure her, to give her what she needed. He had raped her, violated her, stolen her mast precious possession, and now he was going to pay, he was paying, paying, paying!
"Fuck me,damn you damn you damn you damn you!"
"Ohhhhhhhh! Owwwww, you're hurting me! Aggghhh!"
"Hurt, you bastard! Hurt, you rotten fucking cocksucker! Hurt…damn you!Damn you!"
"Jesusssss! Jessssss!"
It was too much; he couldn't stand any more; he had to get out of her, get away from this crazy wild bitch who was tearing his cock from its roots, was trying to pull his manhood away from his body. Cindy wrapped her legs around his thighs, squeezing, squeezing with muscles that she never knew she owned, bringing pressure against the jerking, quivering, tortured cock-squeezing tight as he managed to jerk back a fraction of an inch.
"Aggggghhhhh!"
Too much! Too much!
He sobbed as he tried again to withdraw, and once more Cindy tightened down against him, squeezing as the cock pulled back, milking it, forcing the blood forward, forcing the head to swell with the pressure as the man's life-stuff was forced through the muscular tube. He was aching with the pressure, with the pain… "Ohhhhh, Jesus!"
"You like it, bastard? You like it now? Do you?"
She squeezed on him again, pressing her cunt juices into the surface of his cock; he felt her heat, felt her muscles, wondered why he had ever wanted to do this, to fuck this insane woman, this cunt who made him feel so terrible, so wonderful, so fucking good!
"Ohhhhhhhhh, yeah!Yeah! Squeeze me, girl – tear my cock off!"
She was trying; she exerted all of her strength as he fought against her, fought to move his cock through the wonderful clutching ring of muscles. Now he gained an inch, now another, stabbing deeper, deeper, forcing his cockhead back into the depths of her cunt, forcing it almost to the opening of her womb. Cindy's pussy was tortured by the pounding pressure, her groin and her pelvis aching with the force of the battle, but the driver continued to pound against her. And now he was in rhythm again, was stroking in a regular pattern as the sweat beaded out on his forehead, dripped into his eyes, fell off his nose into her face.
"Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Fuck meeeeeee!"
"Ah! Ah ah ah Jesus! I'm cummin'! Cummin'!"
He thrust deep, held himself against Cindy's hot clutching body, his back raked raw from her nails as his balls erupted, throwing the first bullet of his cum deep into her welcoming body. He shuddered, his cock pulsing, and the second blast was on its way, followed by a third, and at last by a weaker fourth. He held himself over her on stiff trembling arms, trying to will his balls to spill more, trying to force his prick deeper as the last of his seed oozed out, mixed with her juices to spill back around the shape of his cock. He fucked once, twice, a third time, beating his cum and her cum into a white froth… "Oh, Jesusssss…"
He collapsed, falling heavily onto Cindy, his prick burning, aching, throbbing as she continued to flex her cuntal walls against the intruder, trying to milk more from him.
"Jesussssssss – I can't!" he moaned. "I can't do it! I'm – oh, slit!"
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