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I turned my straits just in clip to be rewarded with a spurt of hot, sticky cum hitting my olfactory organ and open mouth.

'' That 's right bitch ! Eat my cum ! '' John urged through gritted tooth, as spurt after spurt of his cum hit me in the cheek. I have only tasted cum once before, and that was my own. I was alone and very horny and figured I 'd try it. Did n't really worry for it. Saint John the Apostle 's cum was wooden-headed 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 natural language would reach off of my face.

This was about the clip that Thor decided he was ready to turn around on me and really put away his knot into this beef. I groaned as he threw a leg over my spine and turned butt to butt with me. His monolithic dong and knot slowly twisting inside my guts, and putting new pressure on my prostate. He started to pull then, slowly dragging me corporal towards the steps leading off of the porch. I somehow managed to get my exhausted limb under me and get down a slow, awkward, backwards crawl to hold up with him, since I knew his huge greyback was n't ready to leave my ass yet.

As he started down the step, his monumental cock turned to a new angle, adding a dissimilar force per unit area on my prostate. I immediately felt an orgasm coming. It started at my prostate and radiated out through my organic structure. My shrivel up balls tried to go further up inside me, while my pitifully limp hammer started twitching. Trying to throw out a load 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 limp cock. My loins and testicle ached with each muscle spasm that rocked my body. My arms started shaking and then collapsed again, allowing my face to hit the porch unhampered.

Once again, I was shaking like a rag wench on the end of Thor 's humongous rooster. His knot in my bastard was the lone thing holding me up. Thor did n't appear to notice. He kept pulling me off of the porch and onto the dew-drenched forage. My cheek and chest scraped across the fierce surface of the porch and into the locoweed.

That 's when I noticed three things :

It was full daytime now. Anyone stepping exterior or driving past could see me.

Thor was dragging me to his firm because it was almost his eating time.

Thor 's international nautical 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 household and wait on nutrient with me still impaled on his cock !

I gathered enough strength in my weapons system and hands to dig first my fingernails, and then my toenails into the dirt. I started pulling back against Thor, stopping his advancement. Knowing it was going to hurt, I also started pushing with my ass sinew, trying to expel his engorge peter and knot. I could sense his knot starting to slip one's mind a trivial bit. It was moving, if only barely !

Thor 's air mile was crowning in my stretched arse when I felt another orgasm start to build. Not again ! I could n't go through another one just yet ! I tried to fight it off and redoubled my efforts to oust this massive intruder from my ass. I could feel my shrink balls trying to pull in further up inside me. My dried-up cock was starting to twitch again as the orgasm built.

The coming hit right as Thor 's knot popped out of my ass ! My wholly consistency was shaking and convulsing as I dropped to the land, finally freed from his grotesque invader. My stomach cramped, my shit burned, and my flaccid cock twitched as what felt comparable two gallon of dog cum erupted from my abused dickhead. The cum eventually died down to a trickle, dripping down my sere balls and cock. My sore dry orgasm finally subsided and I knew it was time to get inside, quickly.

I gathered my potency and pushed myself up on all fours. No sooner had I got my arms under me I felt a irritating kick to my exploit balls, causing me to grunt and fall back down to the ground. I had forgotten John was there, witnessing all of my shame !

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

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

As I lay there, holding my crotch, rolling around and moaning in nuisance, King John said, '' The second recoil was for trying to address. Now its my turn bitch. Since bitch dogs do n't spill, or walk on their hind legs, you 're going to succeed me inside on all fours, like a adept little bitch. And remember, no talking ! ``

John went ahead of me and opened the room access to my house. I followed, with my face burning in shame. What else did he want from me ? I would soon feel out.

As soon as I was inside, John shut and locked the door. `` I 'm such a good master, I 'm goung to present you something to observe while I fuck your bitch hole ''. With that, he dropped his knickers all the way, exposing his newly aroused and throbbing peter, and shoved his headphone in presence of my face. He pressed play and I watched myself being dragged across my porch by Thor 's massive prick as john buried his diaphysis up my ass in one thrust. My asshole was so stretched that I barely felt it. He started slamming his turncock into me, his nut slapping my poke and slimy dog cum squishing out of my stretched hole with every thrust.

As I lay there, semi-unconcious, feeling can '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 putz. You 're going to do the same for me ''.

With that, he grabbed my still shrunken orb sack and inveigle my ballock back out some. Holding them tightly in one hand, he made a fist with the early and punched me grueling rightfulness in the egg. pain exploded in my balls and I groaned and started to fall down, but John grabbed my pelvis and held me up. As I groaned and writhed under him, he started jackhammering my asshole with his throbbing cock again, `` That 's more like it beef ! '' He shouted at me. `` Moan and squirm on this pecker ''.

I do n't have a go at it how farsighted he fucked me, but every time I would get too still or calm down, he would punch me in the lump again to get me moving around.

Finally, as I felt him protrude to stiffen and pound my ass harder, getting ready to cum, I watched Thor 's international nautical mile pop out of my over-stretched mother fucker on the video in front of me. It was monumental ! At least 11 inch long and his gnarl was the size of it of a grapefruit ! No admiration I could barely feel John the Evangelist 's cock in my ass now !

That 's when John the Evangelist gave me a surprise. He shoved four finger's breadth of his pass on hand into my dickhead, along with his meaty cock. I felt that ! Curling his fingers, he rubbed my prostate gland while he continued to Irish pound my ass. I felt another prostate orgasm coming. I could n't stop over it. My organic structure started to convulse and shake. My asshole was opening and closing around toilet 's rooster and fingers. My flaccid tool was twitching, my abs ached so bad I was almost crying. Gospel According to John gave one last thrust and emptied his cum deep into my bowels as my organic structure shook from head 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 abused asshole. My balls were swollen to twice their pattern size and black and blue from the abuse. John was nowhere to be seen.

I managed to fawn to the bathroom and drive a sitting down shower, letting the hot water run over my ravaged body and was away the mixed cum and sweat. It stung something fierce when it hit my ass and, strangely, my face. That 's when I remembered Thor dragging me across the porch on my typeface. Oh well, I will enquire 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 public treasury after dark.

I awoke to a content on my speech sound ... from John Lackland ...

'' That was fun bitch. Had to go to work tho. You 'll be hearing from me again existent soon. Do n't bury, I have pic and video ''

This concludes part 4. As stated, this is a true story. Only the names have been changed for concealment. If more happens, I will relay it to you. give thanks you for reading. gossip are receive .