1. Submisse the whore and wife


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: submisse, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

    the nightstand. It was four minutes after three. &#034I'll start in one minute,&#034 he said calmly. The three of us stood there circling my wife. Ronny was carelessly glancing around the room, I was watching my wife's chest rise and fall slowly as she worked to control her breathing, Wallace was watching the clock. The instant the clock flipped from 3:04 to 3:05, Wallace lifted his arm and brought the quirt down hard on my wife's left breast. She gasped and shuddered. He swung fast and sliced across the right side. He repeated that pattern, then swung in from the sides, back and forth, then underneath. I'd never seen anything like it, he was an expert. The sound of every blow exploded across the room and Pat was crying in less than a minute. He worked fast and hard, he'd be drawing bl**d in another minute. My wife's body was shaking, wracked with sobs as he swung again and again, changing between hitting the same spot over and over and moving around. I could tell what he was doing immediately - as soon as she got used to a pattern, he changed it. He didn't spare her nipples. He swung and cut at them with the split tip of the leather. I heard him make grunting noises as he swung, like he was splitting logs or swinging a sledgehammer. At six minutes in, Pat started begging him to stop, at seven, she tried to twist and turn away. Ronny and I held her by the arms to keep her steady. Wallace didn't slow down through any of it, if anything, his swings were harder, the blows ...
    fiercer. She was blubbering and babbling at eight minutes then fell completely silent. I didn't know if she had passed out or not but Wallace didn't pause. Ronny and I held her up and pulled her slightly back so he could get at every inch of her tittles’. At exactly 3:15, Wallace calmly stopped and set the quirt down. He walked to the bed and knelt there, waiting. Ronny and I helped my wife into position, her sobbing and shaking making it hard for her to move on her own. Wallace's weapon was hard now. It wasn't very thick but it must have been ten inches long. My wife slid her ass backward, impaling herself on his huge pole, moaning and sobbing, then she started fucking him feeling him ripping her insides open. He fucked for a long time, speeding up and slowing down at will, leaving her always a step behind and unsatisfied. When he came, he was silent. &#034Now, the coup de grace,&#034 he said calmly. I knew what that meant, why he'd paid the five hundred I asked for. It wasn't the titty whipping and it wasn't the ass fuck. I picked up a bowl from the table and handed it to him. He slid his cock out of my wife's ass, wiped it with his hand and let the goo drip into the bowl. Then, he pushed his fingers back up inside her, scooping over and over until he got the cum from Ronny's cock and Jimmy's cock and the rest of the dozen men she'd fucked today and spilled it into the bowl. There must have been half a cup by the time he was done. He stirred it with his finger, then nodded at me. ...
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