1. 57 The Mayflies. Part 4


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    grunted stood, bowed and then lumbered like a huge brown bear towards her, he sported a wide grin and a huge tent in his suit trousers, as he paused, kissed her on her forehead, and smiling at her said “sorry babe” shook his head at her, then silently left her line of vision. You could have heard a pin drop, as click went the final ball, and zizz went the zip, her mind doing cartwheels as she waited unable to do anything but await the pain she now knew would soon follow. The head of his tool slowly and gently slid into her, huge and frightening, the sphincter slowly giving the invader best, stretching and opening slowly, rendering her breathless, extending, gaping, to accommodate the purple head of the huge circumcised mans prick, the size of a babies arm it unbelievably slowly invaded her, it was the biggest thing ever to have been inside her body, she began to scream fearing she was going to tear, the remaining men were on their feet now, cheering as her pain became obvious to all the assembled crowd, they were revelling in her discomfort, loving the screams and the facial distortions as she tried desperately to accommodate this massive invader. She was vaguely aware of his balls slapping at her inner thighs like some gigantic bull servicing a heifer, her whole being centred round her sex now, she had never known such exquisite pain, her body screaming for his, desperate to feel his seed deep in her guts despite the pain, his thrusts becoming urgent her head thrashing the ...
    tablecloth as her body convulsed in both joy and agony. The huge man bellowed as he began to climax, she screaming, her lungs bursting. Her bowel filling to the point of bloating her belly, her eyes bulging as the internal pressure increased. Suddenly it was over his tool subsiding and his body rising from her, tearing itself from her body as tears ran from her eyes, the two rods still keeping her head flat to the table top. The hand slapped her as all the others had, but harder and she heard his loud triumphant bellow of “twelve down sir.” The table`s occupants on their feet to a man, cheering and clapping this final act as he bent and kissed her. The rods lifted her exhausted body by the throat, her wobbly legs held her upright, seed drained down her legs from both front and back, tears still coursing from her eyes, as her was taken the length of the table this time not on the table top, walking or at least staggering exhaustedly the length of that giant table. She was made to kneel at the feet of the priest, and to take his rigid tool into her mouth, to the command “suck” he had her tiredly taking his seed into her throat, swallowing the warm jism rather than dribble it from her exhausted jaws. He thanked her on behalf of the assembled company inviting her to return the next year. But she quietly refused, saying “she would be gone by then!” A comment she knew he would not understand! The main course over, she was f***ed to stand yet again and was led to thunderous applause ...
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