Dana Lane
Planetoid
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2023
This man boy.... she thought to herself. This man boy ... she repeated in her mind. He was bouncing her gently on his cock and was enjoying watching her pink/reddish nippled breasts jiggle and bounce from his exertions.
She looked up at him with awe as he calmly switched position effortlessly to let her drop straight down on his cock through her anal sphincter. She was so shocked she gripped his hand instinctively.
It was painful. Shockingly painful. But she had mysteriously gotten numb to the pain.
What mattered more was the feeling of his invasive thickly veined tool - smooth skinned cock - scraping gently and sweetly inside her lower digestive system, once it made its way up that back channel. The initial shocking pain of getting past the sphincter seemed like a price that she was willing to pay to have the ensuing pleasure of possession of his cock inside her.
So she could not help, but give him a wan smile - it was weak, but it was totally submissive. She felt like she was a very small being held by him.
And his grip was firm but felt secure. Like she was not going to fall at all. The level of dominion and authority that he exuded - the firmness of his manhandling of her - was overwhelming her mind.
She felt his sudden jerkish movement and knew instinctively what was about to happen. She braced for pain and she got it. He held her firmly by her slim smooth skinned waist and plopped her buttocks on his groin, impaling her painfully. His bouncing was now past brutal. It seemed to her, that his cock was always pushing ever deeper into her nether regions - with every push. The vision of a forceful piston on a moving train was the image in her brain. He bounced her hard and furiously and she had some presence of mind to open her eyes to look up at him again. His eyes were open, expressionless as he stared back at her. Like a demon with no soul, he fucked her. She looked up in fear and awe as he piston fucked her brutally.
She was getting used to the pain, despite her wincing at every upstroke of his powerful hips. With Edward, she had become unaccustomed to full masculine power, especially the kind coming from a virile man boy's healthier hips. But this was a re-introduction of that kind of pain and pleasure that only a virile man boy with a mean streak could deliver and... deliver well.
She reached up and put her slender white woman arms around his brownish neck and held on as the young man boy bucked upwards intent on delivering pain and pleasure at the same time.
She looked up at him with awe as he calmly switched position effortlessly to let her drop straight down on his cock through her anal sphincter. She was so shocked she gripped his hand instinctively.
It was painful. Shockingly painful. But she had mysteriously gotten numb to the pain.
What mattered more was the feeling of his invasive thickly veined tool - smooth skinned cock - scraping gently and sweetly inside her lower digestive system, once it made its way up that back channel. The initial shocking pain of getting past the sphincter seemed like a price that she was willing to pay to have the ensuing pleasure of possession of his cock inside her.
So she could not help, but give him a wan smile - it was weak, but it was totally submissive. She felt like she was a very small being held by him.
And his grip was firm but felt secure. Like she was not going to fall at all. The level of dominion and authority that he exuded - the firmness of his manhandling of her - was overwhelming her mind.
She felt his sudden jerkish movement and knew instinctively what was about to happen. She braced for pain and she got it. He held her firmly by her slim smooth skinned waist and plopped her buttocks on his groin, impaling her painfully. His bouncing was now past brutal. It seemed to her, that his cock was always pushing ever deeper into her nether regions - with every push. The vision of a forceful piston on a moving train was the image in her brain. He bounced her hard and furiously and she had some presence of mind to open her eyes to look up at him again. His eyes were open, expressionless as he stared back at her. Like a demon with no soul, he fucked her. She looked up in fear and awe as he piston fucked her brutally.
She was getting used to the pain, despite her wincing at every upstroke of his powerful hips. With Edward, she had become unaccustomed to full masculine power, especially the kind coming from a virile man boy's healthier hips. But this was a re-introduction of that kind of pain and pleasure that only a virile man boy with a mean streak could deliver and... deliver well.
She reached up and put her slender white woman arms around his brownish neck and held on as the young man boy bucked upwards intent on delivering pain and pleasure at the same time.