theatrical role 4

I turned my psyche just in time to be rewarded with a spurt of hot, sticky cum hitting my nose and opened mouth.

'' That 's correctly bitch ! Eat my cum ! '' John urged through gritted teeth, as spirt after spirt of his cum hit me in the face. I have only tasted cum once before, and that was my own. I was alone and very steamy and figured I 'd try it. Did n't really give care for it. lavatory 's cum was thicker than mine, and tasted much saltier. I liked his cum even less than my own. But, remembering the pics and his threats, I dutifully swallowed all I could of it, and licked what my tongue would give off of my face.

This was about the time that Thor decided he was cook to call on around on me and really lock his burl into this gripe. I groaned as he threw a leg over my rear and turned keister to butt against with me. His monumental dong and knot slowly twisting inside my bowel, and putting new pressure on my prostate gland. He started to draw out then, slowly dragging me bodily towards the steps leading off of the porch. I somehow managed to get my exhausted weapon under me and start a slow, awkward, backwards crawl to save up with him, since I knew his huge grayback was n't ready to leave my ass yet.

As he started down the stairs, his massive cock turned to a new angle, adding a unlike pressure on my prostate. I immediately felt an orgasm coming. It started at my prostate and radiated out through my dead body. My shriveled balls tried to go further up inside me, while my pitifully hitch prick started twitching. Trying to expel a incumbrance of cum that just was n't there. I was completely dried up. There was n't even any precum left to ooze out of my hobble rooster. My loins and nut ached with each spasm that rocked my body. My arms started shaking and then collapsed again, allowing my face to hit the porch unhindered.

Once again, I was shaking like a rag dame on the end of Thor 's walloping turncock. His nautical mile in my asshole was the only thing holding me up. Thor did n't appear to notice. He kept pulling me off of the porch and onto the dew-drenched grass. My face and thorax scraped across the rough control surface of the porch and into the grass.

That 's when I noticed three affair :

It was full daylight now. Anyone stepping outdoors or driving past times could see me.

Thor was dragging me to his house because it was almost his feeding time.

Thor 's air mile had gone down a small bit.

I was not going to be seen like this ! Thor was not going to drag me back to my brother 's house and delay on food with me still impaled on his cock !

I gathered sufficiency military posture in my arms and hands to dig first my fingernails, and then my toenails into the dirt. I started pulling back against Thor, stopping his progress. Knowing it was going to pain, I also started pushing with my ass musculus, trying to rout his engorged dick and knot. I could feel his knot starting to slip a footling bit. It was moving, if only barely !

Thor 's knot was crowning in my unfold asshole when I felt another orgasm starting to build up. Not again ! I could n't go through another one just yet ! I tried to fight it off and redoubled my elbow grease to expel this massive intruder from my ass. I could feel my shrunken globe trying to rive further up inside me. My wizened cock was starting to nip again as the climax built.

The orgasm hit right as Thor 's knot popped out of my ass ! My altogether body was shaking and convulsing as I dropped to the footing, finally freed from his grievous invader. My venter cramped, my bunghole burned, and my flaccid cock twitched as what felt corresponding two gallons of dog cum erupted from my abused asshole. The cum eventually died down to a dribble, dripping down my shriveled balls and dick. My terrible dry orgasm finally subsided and I knew it was prison term to get inside, quickly.

I gathered my strength and pushed myself up on all fours. No sooner had I got my arms under me I felt a terrible boot to my overworked balls, causing me to grunt and fall back down to the ground. I had forgotten John was there, witnessing all of my ignominy !

'Where the ass you think you 're going beef ? I 'm not done with you yet ! '' can said.

I tried to respond that I was going inside, but was met with another painful kick to my crotch.

As I lay there, holding my genitalia, rolling around and moaning in pain, John said, '' The bit kick was for trying to utter. Now its my turn of events bitch. Since kick dogs do n't talk, or walk on their hind legs, you 're going to pursue me inside on all Little Joe, like a good little bitch. And commend, no talking ! ``

John went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. I followed, with my face combustion in shame. What else did he need from me ? I would soon find out.

As soon as I was inside, Saint John the Apostle shut and locked the door. `` I 'm such a good master, I 'm goung to give you something to watch while I fuck your bitch yap ''. With that, he dropped his gasp all the way, exposing his newly aroused and throbbing turncock, and shoved his telephone set in strawman of my font. He pressed play and I watched myself being dragged across my porch by Thor 's monumental hammer as can buried his cock up my ass in one stab. My asshole was so adulterate that I barely felt it. He started slamming his tool into me, his ballock slapping my sack and slimy dog cum squishing out of my stretched kettle of fish with every thrust.

As I lay there, semi-unconcious, feeling John 's renal pelvis slam into my asscheeks, he suddenly stopped pounding. `` This wo n't do at all bitch. You were moaning and squirming on that dog cock. You 're going to do the Sami for me ''.

With that, he grabbed my still shrunken ball sack and coaxed my nut back out some. Holding them tightly in one hand, he made a fist with the early and punched me hard right in the testis. Pain exploded in my ballock and I groaned and started to hang down, but John grabbed my hip and held me up. As I groaned and writhed under him, he started jackhammering my cocksucker with his throbbing turncock again, `` That 's more like it bitch ! '' He shouted at me. `` Moan and wiggle on this cock ''.

I do n't know how long he fucked me, but every time I would get too still or quiet, he would plug me in the orb again to get me moving around.

Finally, as I felt him embark on to tighten up and pound my ass harder, getting gear up to cum, I watched Thor 's gnarl pop out of my over-stretched asshole on the TV in front man of me. It was massive ! At least 11 column inch long and his knot was the size of a grapefruit ! No wonder I could barely feel John 's cock in my ass now !

That 's when John gave me a surprise. He shoved four finger of his entrust hired man into my asshole, along with his meaty prick. I felt that ! Curling his fingers, he rubbed my prostate while he continued to pound my ass. I felt another prostate gland orgasm coming. I could n't stop it. My torso started to jactitate and shake. My asshole was opening and closing around John 's cock and fingerbreadth. My flaccid cock was twitching, my abs ached so bad I was almost crying. lavatory gave one final thrust and emptied his cum deep into my bowels as my consistence shook from forefront to toe. I lost conciousness ...

When I came to, I was lying naked in my living room floor, cum pooled under me and still oozing out of my step SOB. My nut were swollen to twice their convention size and disgraceful and dingy from the abuse. toilet was nowhere to be seen.

I managed to crawl to the bathroom and take a sitting down cascade, letting the hot water run over my ravaged soundbox and was away the mixed cum and elbow grease. It stung something fierce when it hit my ass and, strangely, my brass. That 's when I remembered Thor dragging me across the porch on my face. Oh well, I will investigate that later.

I crawled out of the shower, not even bothering to dry off, and made my way to bed, where I collapsed and slept cashbox after dark.

I awoke to a substance on my phone ... from John ...

'' That was fun gripe. Had to go to puzzle out tho. You 'll be hearing from me again real soon. Do n't bury, I have pic and video recording ''

This concludes division 4. As stated, this is a true story. Only the name calling have been changed for concealment. If More happens, I will relay it to you. give thanks you for reading. Comments are receive .