My Maid My Slave 2

She grooaned again, the flood gates of her sexual desire burst open. It didn’t even matter now that I had sadistically tormented her in her weakest moments. Nothing matter but the long thick length of hard flesh teasing mercilessly at the inflamed swollen hair-fringed mouth of her cock-starved vagina. Shamelessly abandoning the last of her scruples, she ground her wide-spread buttocks upward towards my huge, heavily-throbbing penis, her hungry wet cunt searching desperately for the bulging blood-filled tip to slip in. Franticly, Shanti reached down between the soft gyrating cheats of her ass and tightly grasped the full length of the rock-hard penis, heedless now of the threat of its size as she felt it throbbing excitedly in her fingers. This was what her body was screaming for! Being careful not to scratch the precise fleshy hardness, she carefully guided it up into the cleft of her buttocks and wedged the thick pulsing cock-tip in between the wet swollen lips ofher cock-starved pussy. She held it there with one hand and placed the other on my backside, drawing me downward with all of her girl strength to push me into her blazing hot pussy, to quench the gnawing need that was driving her completely insane with animal lust.

I grinned obscenely down at her face. It was all I could do to keep from shoving forward to skewer the squirming little bitch’s cunt on my painfully aching cock but the desire to punish her for her stealing, overcame my immediate password. I wanted to see her suffering a little, to realize just how much she truly wanted a long hard male cock to be shoved into her little belly. Shanti gasped as she felt the super-sensitive lips of her now hot tingling vagina being forced wider apart. The tight elastic opening momentarily resisted the hard cruel pressure of my huge bluntly-pressuring cock-head, then suddenly gave way, allowing the huge blood-filled mushroom head to slip just up inside. The pain was excruciating and she automatically resisted, whimpering out loud at the monstrous painful intrusion into her tightly clenched urban channel. I shoved again. “Oooooooh, nooooooo stop, you’re hurting me!” Shanti screamed.

Her up thrust legs jerked spasmodically on either side of my heavy body, kicking comfortable into the air to escape the cruel implementation. She stared pleadingly up into my face but found no goal or compassion in my expression, only a sadistic lust that made her blood run cold. Slowly, I forced my massive span of lust-hardened flesh into her constricting inner passage, filling her moist, vainly resisting urban caven million meters by millimeter. I could barely contain the excitement that the helplessly protesting young service maid gave me as I slowly and relentlessly penetrated further and further into her endlessly-resistant cunt and again and again I flexed my hips against her wide-split loins, until at last, my two inch wide mushroom head was wedged inside her cunt. She was screaming in pain, beads of sweat formed on her forehead, weeping and begging me to stop. I had to fuck the thieving bitch and right away I rammed brutally forward, dropping my weight down on her, mashing her full, firm breasts flat beneath my powerful chest as my cock forced itself into her cunt. My thick hard cock plugged into her moist, squirming cunt with the cruel force of a batterying ram, briising the soft tender walls of her warm vaginal flesh in rippling waves until I feel my balls smack resoundingly against her tiny winning anus that had screwed itself deep down into the cushion in an attempt to escape the sudden vicious impalement.

“Aaaaaaaggggh Aaaaaaeeeeeee Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” she wailed, her skewered form pinned helpedlessly to the sofa. Her arms were outstretched, palms against my hips, trying to ward off the blood-filled head of the prick that pressed like a hot heavy rock against her fragile womb. In agoy, screaming with tears flowing down her eyes and her body now sweating profusely, she fight the hard, fleshy invasion, squeezing tightly together the muscles of her helpfully-upturned buttocks to keep my nine inch rampaging penis from burying itself further into her tortured young pussy but with every struggleling movement the hugely throbbing cock-head seemed to burrow Even more deep into her vagina. My outstretched arms held her shoulders pressed tightly to the cushions, my wide-spread knees spreading her quaking thighs far apart.

My lips curled into a lascivious grin as I saw her face cloud with the pain of my first cruel lunch into her. Glancing down between our joined bodies, I could see my public hairs tangled lewdly with her thick public hair, the glaming base of my tremendous cock buried to the hilt between the moist, curly hair lined lips of her wide-stretched vagina. I only wished that I could record this moment in a photograph, so that the little thieving bitch would never be able to deny, even to herself, that she had been spread-eagled and fucked senseless this way by what she thought was demon. By God, I was certainly making her scream and yell, and I was about to give her a fuck that she would never forget for as long as she lived. Beneath me Shanti struggled usefully against the age of my sudden forced entry. Though she tried desperately to push my penis out by flexing the muscles within her straining pussy, each throb of her vaginal muscles plowed my ravaging penis even deeper into her wide-split urban passage. She could feel my huge sperm-laden balls lying down against the tiny, softly-flexing lips of her rectum as I lay buried deep up inside her passionly-straining belly. There was not one ridge or vein on the mighty hammer-headed cock that she could not feel as the tender wet walls of her cunt clapped around it like an extremely tight-fitting elastic sleep. At the very end of her anguishedvaginal passage, I could feel the huge rubbery tip throbbing against her cervix like a second heart in her body.

The gentle pulsing of the thick shake within her sent tiny jolts of pain and weak pleasure flitting through her trembling body and she moaned softly beneath me. With my penis deep in her I grabbed her from beneath and crushed my chest into hers, her breasts squeezed between our chests. After a while I feel the light movement of her hips against my deep-buried penis and smiled delightedly at the hot sensitive urgency she felt. I had waited patiently for this and hovered motionless over her quivering prostrate form until she became accustomed to my thickness rammed far up inside her little belly and beg for a fuck. Still not moving my body, I flexed my heavy, blood-filled meat shake inside her, stretching her vaginal walls ever further apart. “Ooooooh, God, noooo,” she whimpered, her eyes tightly shut as she fight the fine line of pleasure-pain. My stressrod pulsed again in the hot-channeled depths of her tight narrow passage, watching her winning face below. She groaned again, but more softly as she felt my embedded cock expanding the tight-stretched walls of her throbbing passageway. “Ooooh,” she gasped breathlessly as I flexed again.

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