Finally, he lightly hit her on the cheek. It seemed that her jaw snapped, but she no longer paid attention to it. She is half turned off, new blows did little to bring her to her senses. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.ru) She was fine, just good to be weak-willed doll in his hands. And he pulled her on the bed, so that her head hung on one side. He himself stood there, so as to clamp her head between his legs. Her legs were invitingly stretched to the sides as he brought the club in both hands over her and said:

- In the name of me, her husband and sovereign, is sentenced to break the pussy!

And he stuck a baton with a thick end, as if he was slaughtering his victim. Female legs immediately sank convulsively, but the head was clamped between the man's knees - alas, she was not destined to escape. She did not understand what was happening. She could not rebel against him. But he could not be so cruel to her. It seems that he demanded that she open up, once again spread her legs, as she did during the whole previous night - but her body flatly refused to obey. Finally he gave up.

She lay on a cold stone slab, shedding tears. Her body, once beautiful, was now shaken with cramps and chills. What she has undergone during these hours could not be tolerated by any woman in her whole life. Is this not enough?

“Yes, my girl,” he said, kissing her on the blue lips: “This is not enough for me.” Cry.
“Please, enough for today, I beg you,” she squeezed out through sobs: “I’m there ... I don’t know, I don’t feel like ... as if ...”
- Yes, girl, you are well done, - he assured her: - Everything turned out great. I managed to push it to you.
- What?
- Well, yes, you see the batons in my hands there. She is there in your sweet pussy. I just wanted to give you more pleasure, to move here and there ...
- NOT! Oh, no, it can not be! Say it is not in me?
- In you, honey, in you.
- But what about me? I know, I am narrow there. How could you?
- Well, it was not easy. Especially considering how you resisted. But, in general, everything went pretty well. This size ... listen, I can't wait to give you pleasure. Well, come on, I'm pushing you there, huh?
- What the hell fun? I feel stretched like ... as pregnant women probably feel. Listen, you need to take it out. I can go stretch marks on the stomach, like women who have given birth. I will be ugly, you will stop loving me.

He did not want to interrupt pleasure. But he did not want to upset her too much. In the end, she tried so hard to please him. She deserved a little condescension. And the next time they move on.

“Okay, you can pull it out,” he said.
- You definitely will not be offended at me?
- Well, what are you! Just next time I will punish you. Agree?
- Of course, of course I agree! - she nodded happily: - Just let's get out now.
- Well, pull it out. I have already resolved.

“I can't,” she answered: “It doesn't work.” I pull up and need to down. You pull her out of me, ok?

He pulled.

- Oh, she, she! - she cried: - Careful, please.
- What are you doing?
- It hurts the same.
- You just endured such pain! And now ... it's easier to remove. Well, let me pull ...
- Not! Do not! Oh, honey, let me rest for a while, okay?

“I think,” he said, after thinking: “It's not about fatigue.” You were excited, cunt was ajar, so I managed to drive this thing into you. You need to get excited again, and she will jump out.
- Yes, do you think so? - The woman asked, looking at the handle of the wooden pins sticking out of her pussy.
- Well, of course! Well, how to excite you? To thrash again?
“Honey,” the tortured beauty begged.
- Well, good, good. Come on then, will I lie there?
- Oh, that would be great. You caress me so rarely there.
- Yes, you yourself are not given.
“And how can I be if you beat me all the time?”
- What a riot! Well shut your mouth, bitch!
- If only your dick, males!
- It's coming! Push and I will caress you for your pleasure. Open your mouth, girl.

He again settled above her, his organ hung over his parted lips and plunged into them. He clung to her body, hugged her hips and pressed his lips to her passion bud. But the bud was torn away, and therefore, instead of a moan of voluptuousness, the woman let out a groan of pain - and right there man's dignity plunged directly into her throat, but to its full length.

She did not resist. There was not enough air, she could not breathe, and the pain in the perineum threatened to twist it with a new spasm. But she only gently hugged her tormentor. Soon, her mind clouded over and she felt good. She felt his caresses - but somehow detached. Strained cock, completely blocked her air flow, but more it did not cause problems. No, on the contrary, she had already caught the pleasure of so dirty owning herself. She felt herself belonging to him again and was ready to die here under him, in order to experience this wonderful feeling even deeper. Although, where is it deeper when the prick rests almost in the stomach, and from below there is a club, beaten by the hands of her cruel lover?

Amid the sea of ​​indifference to her body, she did not notice how the rapist interrupted her caresses and rang the bell. Heels tapped on the stone slabs.

- I have hot tea so that the boiling water is straight. And a knife from the table in my office. Yes, and take an interest there, at the lady, suddenly she needs the same thing.

A maiden figure appeared in front of her clouded eyes. Mainly legs. Lovely legs crowned with elegant shoes, costing a considerable amount - but their maid had to look! Therefore, the spouses are not stingy with shoes. She looked down. Naturally lowered - because her head was thrown back and the whole world in front of her hung upside down. And everything seemed unreal to her and this unreality only strengthened her sensations. And there, where she looked, legs disappeared under an apron. His gaze slid even lower and rested on a coquettishly knotted handkerchief, frivolously covering the attractive roundness. It was difficult to look even lower, but she knew that she would see there — the girl's face, topped with a headdress fitting for the maid. More on the girl was not dressed anything. The couple did not stint on the clothes for their servants, but no more clothing could give the girl a more elegant look. She and so was the very perfection of purity. And also - a scared village girl who first saw the spouses' game in such detail and so close.

- Well, what are you standing? - I heard a male voice
- But, I ... But how? She is ...
- Well, what is it? - with the made discontent the man responded.
“But she is ... her mouth.” He's busy ... can't she say that?
- So what? - the man objected: - I do not care what the problems are. But if I told you to ask, you should do it no matter what. That's an order. And for that I pay you a salary.
“Yes, sir, I'm sorry,” the girl sat down in a curtsy, and turned to the woman: “Madam, can I be of any use to you?”

The woman thought: “Of course you can, if you take this dick in your mouth - and I would rest for a while”
I thought, but did not say. After all, her mouth was firmly occupied.

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