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How i became a real cake for master's birthday
Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Baholo, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories
upside down and dragged from place to place in a second. I don't know how they made me touch my toes and honestly I don't know what was happening to me when I ended up fucking them both at the same time. Sir was sitting on the chair opposite the open window when he made me impale him. He filled my already open and used up pussy and I could feel his Masterly penis hurting my womb. While trying to adjust to my overfilled pussy I felt my ass being penetrated and damn! His student went all in as I screamed with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Good girls don't do that but it happened and it was like flying on the clouds. I loved every moment of it. They took me to the bed and fucked me deeper, harder, and rough with no mercy for what seemed like forever. I was a hot mess. I was not thinking. I was high, screaming and who could blame me? It was my first time and I was served as a meal for Master’s birthday. Yes; my first time to submit without hesitating, without being reminded of the rules and without thinking of how uncomfortable it was. I had fun to the point that I was completely comfortable and came so bad that my bed got soaked. They made me do all of that and having to do it over again was pleasurable, yet painful. They thoroughly used all of me and knocked me down; I didn't feel some parts of my body and was exhausted. When they left just after midnight, my pillow was my best friend that within few minutes I passed out. Somehow I woke up to go to the loo because I was ...