Weighted clamps hang from my small sore little nipples. He tells me to spread my legs and put my palms on the bed.
Crack as he opens the bottle. He runs his fingers between the cheeks of my arse. Smooth and slick he slides between the puckered flesh and starts to stretch me out. A slow hard push. No stretch. It makes me gag.
He fucks my arse. Clean and unceremonious. Deep and uncaring. He holds my hips tightly and pushes into me hard. It is a bliss and a trip out. I am happy. He is happy. He is happy. That's what matters.
Another time, another place. He pushes the inflatable plug into my arse and cranks it wider as he licks my cunt. Full and aching, desperate for a fuck. I do my best not to try and push his head into my aching cunt. Drop drip. Just fuck me. On my knees, so full, ragged constant thrusts, make me ache and cut me up.
Cut me up. Fuck me. fuck me. I come several times.
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