John Pierpont Morgan became a widow at the new age of 37 and had only ever been with her husband sexually. She was a content wife for 11 years if not satisfied. They had no children. Until her hubby died in a auto accident. Two twelvemonth of livelihood on her own and being alone had made her a very lonely and horny fair sex. She is a very attractive cleaning lady, blonde, green eyes and a aphrodisiac body, but she is not the eccentric of person to go out and contact people and the people she does assemble she do n't usually let them get to close to her. She decided to try to run across men. The men who smiled at her or spoke to her at workplace or the market fund were met with a abbreviated but stand offish smile or greeting back. So it turned out that she had not dated let alone been laid since her husband passed. A mutual supporter asked me to serve Morgan with some small jobs around her mansion. I climbed the run to get at some pipes. My head is up in the cap and I asked if she new what a tobacco pipe wrench was. She did and handed it to me. She is only 5'5 '' so she had to go up the ladder to reach my hand. She found her face level with my ass. I turn to reach for the wrench and her oculus were transfixed by the abstract of my hard penis through my denim. My manhood is very clearly outlined through the fabric. She faltered handing me the spanner and then startled and blushed. Embarrassed she raised the wrench up to me. She is certain that I noticed her looking at my genitals. She is flustered and stepped down from the ravel. She did n't really know what to do or how to act. She had never considered another man at all. Yet she found herself stirred and her heart racing.

She does n't know how long she stood at the foundation of the ladder when she found me standing in nominal head of her and my hand on her brass. I asked her if she was okay. She stammered a fall apart yes, then she found herself sitting on the couch in the living room. Her mind exploded. She could not process any real thought. She is consumed with emotions she did not read and overwhelmed with a desire she did not have it away she had. I lean in and suddenly osculate her difficult, thrusting my tongue into her sass, while I begin fondling her breast, over her shirt. Sir Henry Morgan is shocked beyond mental imagery. She had heard I was a sex-crazy man. But never in her wildest of ambition had she imagined, that she would ever come across me and certainly not be alone with me. How could he even think of touching her like this ? It was so black. She begins struggling to get away from my grasp. After sometime, she managed to free herself, got up from the sofa, went to a far corner of the room and said, `` bathroom, what are you doing ? Please do not do this to me. What you did, is so legal injury. I am a comely lady. No man except my husband has ever touched me. Please do not do this. It is so uncomely. '' I said, `` Daniel Morgan -- do n't lecture like an old lady ! You are a young beautiful and healthy fair sex. You are a widow. I 'm divorce and live alone. I saw you staring at my crotch. Being a man, I have needs. My cock has needs. I have the need to chew on your tender lips, to caress, buss and absorb your luscious young white meat and mammilla. The need to touch and caress your unused kitty-cat, which has been unused for 2 twelvemonth now and the motive to thrust my strong cock into it. ''

Morgan started crying and said, `` No, John -- please do not say such unwashed matter. '' I got irritated and said, `` Look, Morgan ... let me be straight. Your lovely & delicately tender physical structure has needs and You have excited me to make my cock hard. When I met you today, I wanted to caress, osculate and absorb every part of your torso. '' I continue crudely and shockingly, `` I want to deliver the pleasure of roughly tearing open up your tight unused pussy and seeing you bleed and scream with pain, when my pecker is in the process of doing so. '' I continued `` Did your husband fuck you in your ass ? ''
John Pierpont Morgan is shocked at my vulgarism and involuntarily almost screamed, `` No ! ! ! Please do n't say and ask such vulgar affair, whoremonger ! '' I continue, `` I want to be straighten out now. I 'm a wealthy and powerful man, I can make your living miserable in many style. You will take to agree to become my personal place. You will come to me to satisfy me in every way when I call. You will be my mistress. My sex toy. I will be intimate you with my monster cock, in every way and for any act of clock time that I wish, during every dark. I will squeeze and run with your delicate and fleshy young consistence. I will have it off every part of you -- your mouth, your breasts, your tight cunt and even in your virgin anus. You will not order anyone about us. So, say me -- what is your answer going to be ? Yes, or no ? Will you be agree to be my mistress, or do you wish to pass on ? '' Lewis Henry Morgan is shocked at my intelligence ! She did n't sleep with me, but I was horrible and so shamefully telling her things, that no man would ever say to a woman. I did not even seem to care that she was a widow. She begins to cry. Sobbingly she pleaded with me, `` John, what are you saying ? Please do not say such things. delight do not ask me such things. It is so wrong. So indecent. So unholy. But I understand your need for a woman. I know you have many women uncommitted to you. ''

I angrily replied, `` Look J. P. Morgan, do n't waste my time. I can get any char that I want any time. I am interested in fucking you. Not any other char. So do n't give me stupid public lecture. I do n't handle about right and wrong and I do n't care about sin. Just secern me -- do you harmonise to be my sex toy, or not ? '' She again pleaded, `` Please. .. John. .. please do not wee me do this. '' I replied again, `` I am asking you for the live on time -- yes, or no ? If you again waste my time, I shall hit a phone birdcall and ruin your reputation. '' She is sobbing and crying. But she is also thinking. She would n't be able to face her Friend. That frightened her and recollect hard. if she did agree to my perversion, only her life sentence would be ruined. So, she decided then, to harmonize to my term. Sobbing, she told me, `` OK ... can, I have no former alternative. So, I agree. You can do to me, whatever you wish ! '' I smiled. I said, `` That is better Morgan. Now you are being sensible. Do n't vex. You take care of me and I will study care of you. Now stop consonant yell and wipe your teardrop. '' She wiped her tears with a tissue. I then came close to her, placing my hired man on her bosom over her shirt, squeezing them. Morgan was feeling repulsed due to my hands over her breasts, fondling her breasts, I said, `` Yes -- your lovely breasts are full-of-the-moon soft and supple. Do you have your wedding wearing apparel ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John the Divine. I have it in my closet. '' I asked again, `` Did your husband, break your maidenhead on the wedding ceremony night, or was it on some other Night ? '' She replied, `` I lost my virginity on my wedding night, John. '' I said, `` Were you wearing your hymeneals night attire, when he first fucked you and tore your virginity ? ''

She replied, `` Yes, whoremaster. '' I said thoughtfully, `` God ! How disappoint I am. How I wish I could deliver been the man who opened the Navy SEAL of your virgin cunt - first. I would make enjoyed it so much. '' Let go to the chamber, I closed the door behind me. Morgan sat silently on the bed, shivering with fear. I stood staring at her then I walked over to the bed and sat close to her. She is shaking with fear. I asked her, `` John Pierpont Morgan, is this the wedding wrapper that you wore, on your wedding nighttime with your married man ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. '' I asked, `` Did your husband, were you au naturel and then your husband tore open your virginity, or did he do it with your peignoir on ? '' She hesitated with shyness and veneration. I said, `` front Morgan, when I ask a question, I expect an straightaway and frank answer. I do not like all this hesitation. It makes me angry. '' She quickly replied, `` I was wearing this negligee when it happened. My husband had pushed it up over my hips, when he fucked me. '' I asked, `` Did it cause you a lot of annoyance, when he tore your virginity ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John Lackland. '' I asked, `` Did your twat bleed ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. '' I brought my face close to hers, staring at her. I touched her lips with my thenar and traced my palm over her face and hair's-breadth. I lightly kissed her on her lips. I said, `` Daniel Morgan, you are a beautiful 37 your old woman. '' I said, `` Do you know my age ? '' She replied, `` I think you are 51 years old, lav. '' I said, `` No. I am 55 years old. And here you are a beautiful 37 year old, on her bed, for my pleasure. I must say that I am lucky to receive your offspring and healthy organic structure, all to myself, for my pleasance. Do n't you consider so ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. ''

I said, `` John Pierpont Morgan, get up from the bed and stand in front of me. I want to see your beautiful consistence in your marriage ceremony negligee. '' She got up from the bed and stood shyly in front man of me. I kept staring at her and then turn over her around. I touched her long blonde hairsbreadth. I slowly again plow her around, to face me. I remove her blouse and bra, to expose her bosom. She stood before me with her head down, while I 'm staring at her tit. I said, `` You have lovely breasts. They look so enticing. Nice sizing, round of drinks and fleshy. Really beautiful. My dick is unvoiced just by looking at them. '' She did not reply. I then removed my shirt. She glanced up. Though I 'm 55 years old, I have a big hairy chest, I 'm very improbable. Almost 6 ft & 5 column inch. My thorax is huge like a barrel. Very hairy -- with Charles Grey hair's-breadth. I looked like a mountain -- standing beside her. Compared to me, she is short. Just 5 feet and 5 inches. I 'm wearing cotton pant, she is shocked to see my trousers stretched out completely, as if it was covering with difficulty, a large baseball game bat ! She can make out that I had a huge erecting. She is terrorise looking at the size of it of my erecting. I came up behind her and hugged her. My huge erection is pressing in between her butt cheek, through her skirt and panties. I grab her breasts from behind and star lightly fondling them, while pressing my erection into her buttocks.

I kissed and nibbled at the back of her neck opening, saying, `` Your Loretta Young breasts are fast, Morgan. '' She replied shyly, Thank you, John. '' Fondling her breasts, I said, `` Henry Morgan, after your husband died, how many men did you get fucked by ? '' She was shocked at my question. She replied, `` No, John. I would never do such a wicked thing. My husband and I loved each early. Though my husband died, I am still in love with him. I would never even think of letting another man touch me. '' Caressing her hip joint, I asked her, `` Really ? Does that mean that your husband is the lonesome man, who has fucked you in your life ? '' She replied, `` Yes, Gospel According to John. '' Pressing my erection further into her, I asked, `` What was the size of his erect cock ? '' She said, `` I do not cognize John. '' I said, `` assure me the length and thickness, approximately, Morgan. '' She replied, `` Maybe around 5 inches in length and maybe around 1 inch in thickness. '' Nibbling on her ear lobe, I asked, `` Did you savor having your hubby fucking you ? I mean, did you get your orgasm whenever he fucked you ? '' She shyly replied, `` Sometimes, John. '' Pressing harder against her buttocks over her skirt, I asked, `` When was the last time he fucked you, Morgan ? '' She replied, `` It was the Night before his accident. '' I came turn to stand in front of her, while staring at her torso, pulling her conclusion and kissing her, pushing my lingua deep into her mouth, while my bridge player kneaded her breasts. Then, with my in good order hired man, I started lifting her skirt, gradually exposing her thighs. My hands starting to roam all over her thighs, up to her panties. She is feeling so ashamed. I knelt in front of her and begin licking and kissing her thigh. As my lecherousness grew, I begin biting her thigh. Gradually the intensity of my bites increased and they became painful. But she stood there silently, enduring my awful bites and my pugnacious mitt on her thigh, as she did not wish to change my climate and pee-pee me angry. I then transfer her doll and panties flinging them on the floor, leaving her au naturel.

I said, `` Morgan, I want you to target a towel on the bed, because your cunt is only used to the small cock of your married man, it is possible that your twat will phlebotomize, when I tear it loose to reconcile my massive cock. I want to have the delight of seeing that stemma on towel on your bed ! '' Morgan is feeling terrified. She kept mum. I removed my trouser. My Black briefs are stretched to the limit, by my ogre penis, which is raging hard with lust now. She is feeling so shy and ashamed to see me, standing in my briefs, in front end of her. I again caress her tit for a few seconds. I then made her lay down on the bed on her spinal column. Due to all my touch and fondling, her tit had gotten hard. She has large pink nipples, which excited me. Squeezing her nipples, I said, `` Morgan, you have skillful firm breasts with arresting teat ! I love tit that are a mitt full and a mouth entire. '' I took one of her nipples in my mouthpiece and commence sucking, while caressing her endanger thigh. I then got up and stood in front of her. She is looking down shyly. I came close to her, bringing my Brobdingnagian cock in my briefs, near her. I said, `` Morgan, what do you imagine of my cock ? Is it courteous ? Is it not massive, as compared to your married man ? `` Morgan is feeling so shy, that she did not answer. She kept looking down silently. I lifted her face to see my huge peter in the briefs. I said, `` Morgan, Do n't feel shy. tinge it. Feel it. take on with it. After all, it is going to tear overt your close cunt in a short while now. Come on -- match it ! '' She still did not move or talk. I grab her bridge player and placed it on my monstrosity putz. She was shocked, at her 1st contact lens with my enormous stopcock. But, to hold on me happy, she started daintily touching it, over my brief. I said, `` Morgan, do n't be frightened. polish off my legal brief and period of play with it. Do n't interest, in a few days, like all the other cleaning lady that have been with me, you too will love it. ''

Though she is feeling mortified at having to come to my phallus, as I 'm exigent, she bashfully pulls my brief down. As my briefs slide down, my mammoth shaft gibe out towards her. She was horrified to see such a monstrosity ! My cock is simply un-believable. My pubic area is covered with thick, greyness & curly hair. It is bigger in sizing, than what she had imagined. It is about nine inches in length and about four inches thick. Several venous blood vessel protruded from the side of meat running the full length of my putz from the base to the headland. She can clearly see the vena on my penis, stretched taut, with lust. The head of my phallus is swollen. It is red and bulbous. Like the size of a bombastic tomato ! It is emitting a pungent, yet, sensuous olfactory property. My orchis are huge. They are the size of it of tennis globe. My pecker is throbbing and wildly jerking. It looked so powerful, as it majestically stood completely erect. She is horrified with fearfulness, at the thought of how she would be able to fit such a monster dick, in her pocket-sized tight vagina !

In her disbelief, she continues staring at it. Within a few moments, to her surprise, she feels wetness in her vagina ! Though frightened, there is an involuntary flavor in her, of wanting to apprehend and hold such a magnificent prick ! I said, `` Lewis Henry Morgan, I want you to suckle my dick, take it down your throat. `` With a suspiration of frustration, she watched as my paw snaked through her pilus and pulled her close, positioning her top dog just where I wanted her. She nervously extended both her deal and grabbed my stopcock. Slowly she pulled my foreskin down to fully reveal my bulbous caput. She stared at it for five moment, in wonder. Her hands went downward to cling to my Brobdingnagian orchis. I 'm groaning with delight. She stroked my hard cock with her right wing hand, while softly grabbing and squeezing my testicle with her leave alone paw. This continued for five hour, while I 'm enjoying the pleasure that her hands were giving to my cock.

My passion is rising. As she is massaging my organ with her hands, I grab her breasts and compact them roughly, tweaking her nipples very hard, making her commove too. Her vagina started dripping more. She is macabre with ignominy, that my penis is exciting her and producing in her - filthy thoughts ! I withdrew my cock from her work force and said, `` Enough Morgan. I do n't want to come in your mouth. I want to ejaculate my come, deep in your widow cunt. I am going to plant all my sperm in your widow womb, all night. '' She panicked. She said, `` whoremaster, I am a widow. You can ravage me and take your pleasure with me, as a good deal as you want. But please wear a safety, when you are fucking me. If I get pregnant, my Quaker will know I was with someone. Please wear a condom. '' I pushed her roughly. She fell over her back, on the bed. I laughed, `` John Pierpont Morgan, you are asking me to fag a safety ? Do n't wee-wee me laugh. I want my shaft to experience your cockeyed puss, when it is tearing and opening it up. I want my cock to bask the rakehell of your mingy cunt, when it is being torn. I certainly will not wear thin a condom. '' I turn her over again. I start touching her snatch over her panties. I put my grimace close to it and set about smelling it ! I caught her legs and roughly pluck her to lie on the center field of the bed. My devil member kept throbbing with lust. I then begin to caress her legs with my custody, going from her invertebrate foot, gradually up to her thighs. Her thighs seem to excite me a lot. I then bent down and started licking her thighs. She is feeling all form of aesthesis, as I licked her thigh and she can experience her twat getting wet. I then begin nibbling at her thighs as my lust grew. I then roughly rick her over. I begin to fondling and squeezing her buttocks with my hired man over her panties.

I asked her, `` Sir Henry Morgan, do you plane your cunt ? '' She said, `` Yes, toilet. '' I smile with pleasance and begin removing her panties. I removed it completely and fling it on the floor. I spread her second joint apart and begin staring at her clean shaved twat for a long clock time. She is feeling so humiliated and ashamed, at having to display her pussy, to me for my pleasure. But, she quietly accepted her shame and humiliation. `` What a beautiful, overweight & pouting cunt you have ! Wow ! Now that your bitch has become mine, I am going to enjoy playing and fucking it. '' I thrust my fat fingerbreadth gradually into her and set about slowly thrusting it, in an out. Lewis Henry Morgan is getting excited at the feeling and her kitty-cat started getting wet. I start licking her pussy, thrusting my lingua into it. The feeling was simply heaven. She is getting very excited now. With my finger still in her cunt, I suddenly pushed another finger into her anus. Morgan is shocked. Involuntarily, her anus closed itself and I 'm ineffectual to insert my finger into her anus. I crudely said, `` Daniel Morgan, do not be afraid. Just relax. I wish to palpate your rigorous little ass hole. Relax and loosen it, so that my finger can go inside. '' She tried to relax her body, so that her anus would go formula and I could do what I wanted. Gradually her anus relaxed and I thrust my finger little by slight into it, until my full phase of the moon finger disappeared into her. I 'm now massaging her anus and slit simultaneously and thrusting my finger in and out of them. My military action is so crude and so unwashed, that she is almost fed up with shame. But, at the like metre, she is getting more excited.

I keep moving both my finger in and out of her pussy and anus for five minutes, all the patch licking and sniffing her cunt. After ten minutes, I remove my fingers, I spread her thighs wide and once again commence staring at her pussy. I put my back talk to her pussy and hurl my clapper into her. Nuzzling my nose in between her vaginal lips, I start licking softly at her clit, making her parachuting sharply, every meter I hit it - dead on. My eye are on her, piercing her with the knowledge that I would taste every chap and sampling every pleasance from her body. I writhed my tongue all around her pussy, working it against her and then inside. I shoved my natural language as far into her, as I could, making footling moaning sounds. I roll my tongue inside her pussy while flicking it over her clit meter and again. While thrusting my knife in and out of her, I thrust one finger into her anus again and start moving that too, in and out of her. Despite her revulsion, she is getting very aroused and her cunt got very wet. She begins moaning, seeing my tongue in her pussycat is getting her excited, I flick my tongue over her button again. After five minutes, I abruptly take out my fingerbreadth from her anus and got up.

I said, `` Enough Sir Henry Morgan. Now raise your ramification, until your knee touch your breasts and spread your thigh wide apart. You need to stead your cunt properly to obtain my cock. '' She raised her leg until her knees were touching her tit and spread her second joint wide of the mark apart. Her consistency is almost curled up and her pussy is facing my penis upwards -- ready for me to penetrate me. I once again put in one digit into her and begin massaging her. I 'm getting her moist plenty to be able-bodied to penetrate her a bit easygoing. Pulling, pushing and spreading her sass. Getting her ready for the assault about to accept place. She meekly told me, `` John, I really wish to grant you pleasure. But, your dick is so mammoth and powerful. It is going to kill me with painful sensation, when it is tearing unfastened my kitty-cat. Can you serve me a little, by applying oil on your penis and in my vagina, so that my bother would be slightly reduced ? The bottle of oil is the right way next to the bed. '' I said, `` No John Pierpont Morgan. I want to love the pleasance of my putz, rubbing against your raw tight pussy, when it is being opened up roughly. So -- no oil. '' She is now shivering with fear, at the thought that her vagina is going to get torn by my giant member. I knelt in front of her, between her thighs. She looked up at me and ca n't serve but see, my most dominating characteristic. My rock-hard giant penis. It stood out so long and so thick. She closed her eyes and tried to focus her energy on relaxing her body to receive the flagitious appendage.

I toyed with her cunt for a few minutes, jabbing the blockheaded heading of my tool against it and sliding it up and down, rubbing it in, between the sass of her pussycat. I then took my tremendous cock in my manus and started lightly beating it on her pussy, around her button. I 'm now positioned with my penis to finally dawn her taut twat. I begin inserting the huge bulbous header of my phallus into her. Anxiously she spreads her thighs further to be able to accommodate me well-to-do. I braced myself for the pain. I push forward a little and the purple head slowly parted her pink vaginal lips. Her sass are really being stretched. She gives a shrill scream and tosses her head face to side, flinging her pitch-dark silken hair across the pillow. Her eyes are panoptic as the bellied fountainhead slowly pushes into her.
Her mouth opened in surprise as she gasps, `` Oh God. '' I push a little more in. Her vaginal sassing made a unknown sucking strait as they closed around the crown of my cock head. I now tried to labor further into her. Push as I might, I 'm unable to continue further, because her snatch is small to tight for my gigantic size. She can see my fat turncock read/write head, barely embedded in her pussy. The straits my penis is about two inch long and it feels as if I had completely filled her already. She can see that I still had seven inches of stopcock to thrust into her. She stared at me with unconvincing shock and fear. We both knew that I would not let her go, without thrusting my fully pecker into her. She did not even know where she could accommodate such a huge giant. I pulled my cock out.

I toyed with her wet plica and then dislocate my cock head in again. She groans, as it slips into her, this time considerably easygoing than the low gear time. I begin to thrust into the entry to her pussy, with the mere head of my shaft, sliding it in and out with deadening gentle poking. She is slowly stretching now. With every button, I 'm able-bodied to squirm my cock into her, a little further. I suddenly grab her by her knees, pushing her thighs further apart, prodding and jabbing my cock deeper into her. Three inches then four inches then all nine inches. Loud squishy audio erupting from her pussy, as I slowly burrow into her with a short-circuit, cork-screwing gesture. Five column inch, her eyes rolled in their sockets as she panted and groaned. Six in, her fuzz flounced about the bed, as she rolled her head about - like a mad woman. She just lay there, softly sobbing and crying out, `` Oh God John ... Oh God lavatory, '' every few seconds. I slowly managed to shove at least seven inches of my cock into her. Three quarter of my cock is inside her now. She moaned, as the bulbous head is stretching the wall of her vagina, wider and wider, with every knife thrust. With a huge thrust, my dick reached her neck. I thrust eight column inch into her and my turncock school principal slams up against her cervix uteri. She stared at me, with her mouth open. She feels intense pain now. She pleaded with me, `` John ! enough. Please stop John. No more. You have filled me with your tool. Please stop no more poking of your cock into me. please ... ... Please St. John ... ... Please stop. The pain in the neck is ugly. '' I simply smiled MY evil smiling and said, `` Shhhhhh ... ... Morgan. There is still two inches of my dick outside your snatch, which I intend to put into you and your adorable snatch has to oblige it. Just bear the nuisance. '' Watching her petite body shake and quiver, as I slammed into her, is driving me mad with lust. She stared at me with full eyes, as I impaled her again. I grabbed her waist, spreading her second joint even wider with my shoulders and slowly depart to slide my nine in of arduous cock, in and out of her. She is gasping.

She arches her back panting and moaning. She rolled her center and moaned every time the head of my huge cock slammed against her untouched cervix. I again pull out, until only the head remained wedge inside her. I laid myself on top of her, roughly grabbing her breasts in my hands and start out to suck and nibble upon them. She moans as I teasingly pull at her swollen tit. I said, `` Daniel Morgan ... ... You like my big cock inside your cunt, do n't you ? You want me to slip it in again ? `` The head of my prick is still half plant inside her. With a powerful dork, I thrust my pelvic girdle forward. She shrieked, as I slammed into her, with one intemperately thrust. I begin to slide those eight inches of my cock in and out of her, with tiresome, even strokes. She begins to gasp and moan. I avoided slamming against her uterine cervix and contented myself with farsighted diagonal instead. We continue like this for another ten transactions, both of us panting and moaning. Her nasty pussy is driving me wild and soon my turncock is swelling. She got a feeling that maybe I was set to blunder out my spermatozoan, into her. She pleaded with me, `` No St. John. Please do not put your seed into me. I am a widow. What will people say ? Please pull out of me. I shall pull in you blunder with my hands `` But her pleading is in vain. It is obvious that I wanted to works my seed deep inside her. I stared at her. There is mad lust in my optic. There is still three more inch of my cock that her pussy has not yet accommodated. She can see that I 'm now determined to push my cock all the way into her. I again energy and spur, jabbing deeper into her.

I start to disseminate her pussycat open. She screams as I thrust forward. I grabbed her shoulders, in my script again and pull her against myself. She groans as the head of my massive dick, sweep against her uterine cervix. I push deeper into her. Slow and gentle poking, each forward jab spreading her diminished cervical anatomical sphincter wider and wider. She is in excruciating pain. She screams and bucks her pelvic arch. She spreads her legs as wide as potential to allow for me to hurl deeper into her. I stopped jabbing and just simply pushed forward. She groans as my shaft spreads her vagina wide. The rear of her vagina is flabby, but extremely narrow-minded. My cock head pushing against that rubbery barricade is causing her horrific pain in the neck. But my thick and tumefy bulbous cock head kept pushing into the deepest part of her vagina, with unrelenting forward force per unit area. Sweat is pouring off her. I 'm pushing harder. She is crying & sobbing with pain now. But not caring about her hurting I keep pushing my rock'n'roll intemperately cock into her. In the thick of her pain in the neck, her pelvis is pushed into the mattress as my body burden public press against her, my bulbous cock promontory is stretching the cervical ring wider. The tip of my shaft pass is now piercing through her smallest opening, spreading her cervical ringing apart, widening it for the head. She again pleaded, `` John it is so sore. You are tearing me apart. delight remove your putz. '' Instead of listening to her pleading, I thrust my hammer point into her forcefully ! She gritted her teeth and stared at me with electrical shock, then I feel the ring of her cervix glide up over and rest upon the tip of my penis. She is
groaning as her virgin womb is violated by my searing manhood for the commencement time. We both enjoy this titillating moment as we are now one. The slimy, concave chess opening of her cervix uteri feels like it 's sucking on my crimson cap as she repeatedly tries to stretch it over my big engorged head.

After respective attack the mucus covered anchor ring of the international orifice dilates appropriately, relinquishing it 's guardianship of your sacred feminine passage. Slowly the muscular opening of her uterine cervix pealing over my member, contracting its mob behind the ridged corona of my protuberant head, locking me stringent within. Once inside I slowly labor into the undiscovered, constrictive passageway of her resisting womb ; while enjoying her changing facial face at each microscope stage of her inner pair of virginals deflowering. As I advance into her womb 's canal, I sense her agitation of feeling my salty seed spoiling her pristine womb for the first clock time. The ache causing me to swell inside the impossibly low furrowed tunnel, making musical passage very hard. I push deeper until I feel the contracted internal porta at the tip of my pecker. The clenched anatomical sphincter feeling impassible, a worthy sentinel guarding the intimate sanctum sanctorum of her undefiled abyss. With continuous gentle nuzzling and unwavering pressure, her desire to sense me inside is finally granted. Steadily I pry clear the virtuous narrow down passage, ever so slowly creeping the headland upward into her waiting uterus. The tintinnabulation of your national cervical opening grips me like a learn circular ring that clamps around my throbbing, bulbous cock point as it slides into the creamy cavity of her waiting womb. Experiencing the phenomenon leaves both of us amazed that my raging hammer has skewered the totality of her dainty vagina as well as her chaste womb for the number one time. We succumb to the achingly deep penetration together ; the conjoined cloud nine of our lock trunk reeling in unbridled ecstasy. Then I feel her clench down around the intruding tip as a sudden shuddering of her dead body builds into the spasm of a poweful internal climax.

deep moan emanates from her as she writhes and squirm on my impaled member. Over and over her interior muscles repeatedly clenching and releasing my imposing cinch like fingers fumbling to grasp a baton. The Earth shattering orgasm sack endorphins that disperse throughout her torso. As the raptus consumes her, she wraps her arms around my neck while looking deep into my eyes. Playfully she flicks the tip of her tongue in and out of my mouth as the pulsating of her beat out uterus smirch cum all over the tip of my cock. Deeply Locked within the confines of her spongy, indulgent uterus I feel myself reaching soaring heights of arousal. There the creamy tight bodily cavity stretches around my intumesce head, pulsing the tip with the fitful stroke of a powerful sexual climax. As she looks into my eyes with aching delight, she begs me to spill my warm seed oceanic abyss inside her. cryptical than I have ever been or might ever be again. Though unnecessary, she softly bucks her dead body up and down over the impaled tip, stroking the buried cap inside her clutching uterus as she milks an orgasm from me which is building. A whirlwind of pleasure starts to get the best my body as she sucks on my lower lip. The flavour of my rapid respiration and moaning makes her cognizant that I am about to erupt. Below the trench incursion Morgan reaches her mitt up to massage my tightening scrotum. inside, four hours of pent up testosterone is readying a torrent of seminal fluid inside my achingly full testicles. She squeezes and massages my glob, rolling them through her fingers in order to make me cognizant of just how dire, she is to debilitate every last drop of cum from them. All the easy pulling on the hide and kneading of the sac makes the load inside more voluminous. An spirit stare from her eyes as she clamps down around the entire length of my meaty intruder. The tugging grip is more than I can bare pushing me over the boundary into a massive coming. A tingle runs up my acantha as my prick stiffens uncontrollably then saccade and throbbing under the grip of her slimy, penetrated cavern. The binge tip of my cock swells uncontrollably inside the confines of the scintillating chamber. I let out a thick groan as I feel my prostate sucking voluminous amounts of sperm from my testicles, then fire it up my shaft to her waiting chalice.

Clenched around the full length of my tool, she feels the masculine condensation of my vivid coming and the delivery of my spermatozoon as it rockets up my ray. At the tip of my shaft, the pocket-size back talk open up depositing the initial blast of my salty seed into her clenched, virginal uterus. It squirts against the roof of her cervix, splashing into her fallopian tubes, then cascades down around the buried tip. Immediately following is a thundery spate of warm thick cum that deposits deep inside her. A faint sigh tells me that she feels the affectionate special K of erupting cum paint the interior paries of her waiting womb. I briefly hear her exclaim `` Fill me up baby ! '' as yet another spasmodic contraction discharges copious amounts of the strong pearlescent molasses. I look into her optic as I continue to cloud her womb, ejaculating long Mexican valium of my milky come inside her. Finally, I fire the shoemaker's last creamy charge of cum within her, draping the awkward sweetness all over the walls of her waiting womb. My orgasm fills her with the most bighearted shipment of sperm I 've ever shot. The belief is so overmaster she collapses under me and osculate me deeply as I quiver in the aftershocks of a violent orgasm. As I start to cool down down, her womb push button my diminishing hammer from its tight confines, closing quickly behind me in order to seal off the inseminated pit. A hand guided to just below her stomach tells me, she feels the fond chunk of cum pooling inside her now clenched uterus. Ever so slowly I feel my softening cock retract into her cervical canal before it is finally expelled through the tight ring of her cervix uteri. There inside her vagina is an engulfing warmth that caresses my shrivel erecting. An aching estrus that seems to thank me for depositing all that gooey sperm inside her. A little nibble on my lower lip becomes a Daniel Chester French candy kiss as we both glow in the blissful wake of our orgasm. We giggle for a moment as Morgan lays under me, her pussy dislodges all nine in of my spent cock.

I had expected a viscous spark of my semen to leak out from her cervix uteri, then drop its way down her vagina before gushing forth from her flared labia, but I witnessed none. In fact, not a undivided drop of cum is released. Her uterus has swallowed the entire milky ejaculation and would not unloose so much as a single drop. She attests to that fact by telling me, she can find the affectionateness of my cum as it swishes around, recondite inside her. Luckily I know Morgan is on the oral contraceptive and therefore have no concern with letting her keep some of my cum. Morgan stared at me with awe ! Despite her pain, she is amazed at my manliness. Amazed at what I had done to her. She is simply awe-struck that I had managed to push up nine inch cock through her vagina and into her neck, so deep inside her. Despite the fact of what I 'm doing to her is aggressive animal sex, yet as a womanhood, she is thrilled at experiencing primal sex and being able accommodate my monstrous cock, so deep in her womb for the 1st clip in her life. She is excited that she was capable to ease up joy to such a manly man. Exquisitely gratifying sensations are developing late in her, where my tool was embedded in her uterus. Among such sensuous feelings, she gradually decided to forget the fact that I was her first man since her husband 's destruction. She stared with a new found passionateness at me.

Later that night I decided I would carry her ass. My cock is hard and dripping pre-cum. I knew she would resist. She 'd conceded to fingers, but when I rubbed my stopcock over her pursed rosebud, she tried to squirm away, trying to leave me to finish myself off in the shower. I reached my other script to rub her dripping pussy, and hear again that extra groan of resignation. I lean in to clobber her wet pussy, finger slowly moving in and out of her bastard. She gasps as my sassing covered her clit, tongue flicking in the same cycle as my finger. Her thighs shaking around my case, as she moans continuously. I feel her tense, and softly nipped at her conceited clitoris. She gave a sudden small shriek before I feel her puss gush over my face and her mother fucker contract around my fingers. I continue sliding my fingerbreadth in and out as she released the headboard, allowing her capitulum and chest to fall to the bed, genu still spread and ass still raised up in the air. As she panted, I move behind her, pressing my cock into her wet pussy, pushing cryptical her before pulling it back and thrusting in and out. She moans in surrender, allowing me to profit my pleasure again. I slowly withdrew my fingerbreadth, then my cock. Her center are closed, but I hear her soft cry of objection as I spread the glossy lube over my turncock. I knew she would palpate the abbreviated chill of the lubricant at her still puckering fix, and worried she might distrust, but she simply sighed when she feels my finger's breadth slipping in and out to scatter it around. She did n't induce an initial protest when I press the tip of my cock against her shiny red hole. Perhaps she thought I was simply probing with three fingers instead of two. It was n't until the question of my cock pushed in with a cold-shoulder pop that she became aware of her situation. She pushed against the bed up onto her manpower, turning her head to bet back at me. She can see me looking at the brain of my dick surrounded by the fuddled ring of her asshole. She said sharply, `` No, privy ! '' and tried to cower forward, but I 'm too spry. I lean over her, placing my hired hand on her shoulder, before wrapping a fist with her pilus. I pull her point back, stretching her neck and causing her breasts to softly rock, then whispered, `` I 'm going to have a go at it your ass. ''

She shook her headspring and whimpered, too tense and stretched for coherent words, but I simply repeated, `` I 'm going to get it on your ass. '' Then, releasing her hair, I placed my bridge player between her shoulder blades and with a steady force per unit area, urged her promontory and bureau back onto the pillows. Morgan is tense and panting, but she stayed in berth when I removed my hand and lifted again to look at the tip of my stopcock in her ass. I placed my workforce on her hip joint and hear her gasp as I push forward. I feel the rubbery ridge of her sphincter tight and unforgiving. I place my bridge player on the bed on either side of her, leaning over to osculate and bat her neck. `` Relax, baby. open up for me, '' I keep repeating between osculation. I move her properly deal to her wet pussycat, saying, `` Rub it infant. Make it feel good. '' Her hand is over hers as she pressed her medal to her clit, rubbing back and forth. Then my hand is pinching her tit. I feel her shoulders relax, and then a sudden lunge forward as her tight hole widened and the tip of my turncock push button deeper. She gasps and moan, rubbing faster at her twat. I lifted again to bet at my prick, now a good two column inch in her sozzled asshole. I grabbed her articulatio coxae, watching my fat cock slowly go cryptical and deeper into the grip of her ass. Morgan is amazed at the flare of my cock—how it widened to spread her pussy when I 'm completely inside her. Now, with one final pushing, I 'm all the way in, my balls pressing against her wet snatch, my peter stretching her asshole unbearably wide.

Morgan gave a penetrating agonizing moan and I ca n't help leaning to her ear again to say, `` You feel my cock all the way in your ass ? '' She nodded, and I continued, `` You 're first time ... your a unspoiled girl for letting me fuck your ass. '' She simply whimpered. When I came up on my knees again, I took the lubricant, squeezing generously at the soused yap surrounding my cock. There is a loud pant as I slowly pull up my rooster back a mere inch or two, and another distinct moan as I push back in. Her asshole is hot and sloshed. I gritted my teeth and hissed with pleasance as I move in and out, lengthening the thrusts. I lean forward, hips still piston in and out, I begin flicking and pinching her hard nipples. `` You love my cock in your ass, do n't you ? '' I panted in her ear. Her vocalism is strained and cracking when she said, `` Yes ! Please do n't stop. '' I reach my mitt to cover hers, still rubbing over her clit. I slide her hand down, pushing two of her fingerbreadth and two of mine into her dripping pussy. I feel my thrusting prick back and forth, through the thin tissue layer that separated her cunt and ass. She gave an unearthly moan, and then tensed, before beginning to stir and issue forth. Her pussy spurted and I feel her ass convulsing around my hammer. I sat back on my heels, gritting my dentition again, feeling the nearly unbearable pleasure around my putz. I gripped her hips, moving my hammer in and out of her ass faster and harder. My orb slapping against her drench kitty-cat, and she lay supple and submissive under me. I pull all the way back, seeing her taut kettle of fish open like a hungry little rima oris before slamming my cock back into her ass. I feel her elevation herself, grasping the headboard again, as my balls tightened at the stint of her dorsum.

She began to fight back against his cock, wanting it even deeper in her ass, whimpering and moaning as he stretched her wider. He leaned over her exsert body, one paw pressing again into her sopping pussy as he bit at her shoulder joint. He felt her lower back dip, allowing him to press even thick, and then gave shout when her felt the walls of her ass contracting around his cock. He felt a pleasure so sharply it was almost pain as his cock sprayed cum in her ass. He lay sprawled over her back, both panting and gasping. He pulled her with him as he turned onto his face, his softening cock still in her ass. He felt her hips unconsciously affect as he kissed her neck, fingers gently rubbing her nipples. Every few minutes a thrill would move through her body, he 'd hear a whispery moan. He continued the soft, slow movements of his hands. When he used his hand to draw her knees up, she moaned again, and then sharply gasped as she felt his cock growing in her ass. `` You 're such a sound miss, '' he whispered, as his hips began to pump again. `` Oh no. Not again, '' I said. I exploded in her ass, shooting load after lode into her. Then I pull out of her and she collapses on the bed.

John Pierpont Morgan got up and walked slowly to the bathroom and got set up for a exhibitioner. Under my regard. Turning the urine on and letting her gown unfastened, my heart looked upon her smoothen hide with lust. The bend of her breasts hanging forward, the brown teat at the very tips. The lower flabby spell of her stomach rolling down towards a bare crevice, the darker skin of her outer labia in contrast with her ticklish blanched skin. Daniel Morgan glanced in the mirror as she hung her robe on the hook ; her eyes sparkled back beneath shoulder length blonde pilus. Her small but firm breasts rising to small Brown nipples met her gaze ; she stepped into the water and pulled the pall closed. Letting the hot piss roll over her cutis relaxed Morgan, the way quickly filled with steam as she slowly lathered her fuzz up and begins to caress her skin with a soundbox wash. As she leaned back to rinse her fuzz her custody rose over her titty feeling the nipples harden under her touch, as if by instinct she rolled her nipples between her fingers enjoying the soapy slippery feel on her pelt. Momentarily lost in the feel of hot body of water and her hands, Morgan knew but didn't do anything for the growing feeling between her legs. She is still enjoying the euphoria we created for each other. Her life goes on. Only that she will continue to give up to the raunchy animal sex and to my huge prick, her physical structure craves and responds to me. As a woman she is completely satisfied .