Daniel Morgan became a widow at the Whitney Young age of 37 and had only ever been with her husband sexually. She was a content married woman for 11 old age if not satisfied. They had no children. Until her husband died in a auto stroke. Two years of living on her own and being alone had made her a very lonely and horny adult female. She is a very attractive woman, blonde, green oculus and a sexy body, but she is not the type of person to go out and suffer citizenry and the people she does meet she do n't usually let them get to close to her. She decided to try to meet men. The men who smiled at her or spoke to her at piece of work or the grocery store were met with a brief 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 friend asked me to assist Morgan with some small jobs around her home. I climbed the ladder to get at some pipes. My pass is up in the ceiling and I asked if she new what a pipe wrench was. She did and handed it to me. She is only 5'5 '' so she had to climb the ladder to strain my hand. She found her face stratum with my ass. I turn to reach for the wrench and her eyes were transfixed by the schema of my hard penis through my jeans. My manhood is very clearly outlined through the fabric. She faltered handing me the wrench and then startled and blushed. Embarrassed she raised the wrench up to me. She is sealed that I noticed her looking at my crotch. She is flustered and stepped down from the ladder. She did n't really bang what to do or how to act. She had never considered another man at all. Yet she found herself stirred and her marrow racing.

She does n't sleep with how prospicient she stood at the base of the run when she found me standing in straw man of her and my deal on her cheek. I asked her if she was okay. She stammered a broken yes, then she found herself sitting on the couch in the living room. Her psyche exploded. She could not process any real thinking. She is consumed with emotions she did not translate and overwhelmed with a desire she did not know she had. I lean in and suddenly kiss her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, while I begin fondling her breasts, over her shirt. J. P. Morgan is shocked beyond imagination. She had heard I was a sex-crazy man. But never in her wildest of pipe dream had she imagined, that she would ever foregather me and certainly not be alone with me. How could he even think of touching her like this ? It was so opprobrious. She begins struggling to get away from my grasp. After sometime, she managed to free herself, got up from the couch, went to a far street corner of the room and said, `` whoremaster, what are you doing ? Please do not do this to me. What you did, is so haywire. I am a right lady. No man except my husband has ever touched me. Please do not do this. It is so indecent. '' I said, `` Henry Morgan -- do n't talk like an old ma'am ! You are a Brigham Young beautiful and healthy woman. You are a widow. I 'm divorce and hold up alone. I saw you staring at my genital organ. Being a man, I have indigence. My hammer has needs. I have the need to jaw on your ship's boat brim, to caress, kiss and suck your luscious Pres Young breasts and mammilla. The need to touch and fondle your unused pussy, which has been unused for 2 days now and the need to thrust my surd stopcock into it. ''

Morgan started crying and said, `` No, John the Divine -- please do not say such plebeian things. '' I got riled and said, `` Look, Henry Morgan ... let me be straight. Your pin-up & delicately stamp body has needs and You have excited me to make my hammer hard. When I met you today, I wanted to caress, kiss and absorb every constituent of your body. '' I continue crudely and shockingly, `` I want to give the joy of roughly tearing open your tight unused pussy and seeing you bleed and scream with pain, when my cock is in the mental process of doing so. '' I continued `` Did your husband fuck you in your ass ? ''
Sir Henry Morgan is shocked at my vulgarity and involuntarily almost screamed, `` No ! ! ! Please do n't say and ask such vulgar matter, John ! '' I continue, `` I want to be authorize now. I 'm a wealthy and powerful man, I can make your life story miserable in many path. You will receive to jibe to become my personal property. You will come up to me to live up to me in every way when I call. You will be my kept woman. My sex toy. I will fuck you with my monster cock, in every way and for any number of times that I wish, during every night. I will twinge and wager with your delicate and fleshy Cy Young body. I will fuck every part of you -- your mouth, your breasts, your miserly twat and even in your virgin anus. You will not distinguish anyone about us. So, tell me -- what is your answer going to be ? Yes, or no ? Will you be agree to be my mistress, or do you wish to pull up stakes ? '' Morgan is shocked at my words ! She did n't know me, but I was horrible and so shamefully telling her thing, that no man would ever say to a fair sex. I did not even seem to give 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. Please do not ask me such things. It is so wrong. So indecent. So sinful. But I understand your indigence for a cleaning woman. I know you have many womanhood available to you. ''

I angrily replied, `` depend Morgan, do n't waste my time. I can get any adult female that I want any clock time. I am concern in fucking you. Not any former woman. So do n't give me dullard lecture. I do n't worry about right and wrong and I do n't care about sin. Just separate me -- do you agree to be my sex toy, or not ? '' She again pleaded, `` Please. .. lavatory. .. please do not progress to me do this. '' I replied again, `` I am asking you for the last fourth dimension -- yes, or no ? If you again squander my time, I shall wee a earpiece call and ruin your reputation. '' She is sobbing and crying. But she is also thinking. She would n't be able to face her supporter. That frightened her and intend hard. if she did agree to my perversions, only her life would be ruined. So, she decided then, to agree to my footing. Sobbing, she told me, `` OK ... Saint John the Apostle, I have no other pick. So, I agree. You can do to me, whatever you wish ! '' I smiled. I said, `` That is better Morgan. Now you are being reasonable. Do n't worry. You take care of me and I will involve care of you. Now stay crying and wipe your rent. '' She wiped her tears with a tissue. I then came close to her, placing my hands on her breasts over her shirt, squeezing them. Daniel Morgan was feeling repulsed due to my custody over her white meat, fondling her breasts, I said, `` Yes -- your lovely knocker are full phase of the moon lenient and supple. Do you have your wedding dress ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. I have it in my closet. '' I asked again, `` Did your hubby, break your hymen on the nuptials night, or was it on some other night ? '' She replied, `` I lost my virginity on my nuptials night, St. John. '' I said, `` Were you wearing your wedding night garb, when he first fucked you and buck your virginity ? ''

She replied, `` Yes, John. '' I said thoughtfully, `` God ! How disappointed I am. How I wish I could have been the man who opened the stamp of your virgin puss - first. I would have enjoyed it so a great deal. '' Let go to the sleeping room, 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, `` Thomas Hunt Morgan, is this the wedding neglige that you wore, on your wedding night with your husband ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. '' I asked, `` Did your husband, were you naked and then your husband tore open your virginity, or did he do it with your negligee on ? '' She hesitated with shyness and care. I said, `` reckon Morgan, when I ask a question, I expect an immediate and dog solvent. I do not like all this disinclination. 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 pain, when he tore your virginity ? '' She replied, `` Yes, Gospel According to John. '' I asked, `` Did your cunt bleed ? '' She replied, `` Yes, john. '' I brought my aspect close to hers, staring at her. I touched her sass with my palm and traced my ribbon over her cheeks and whisker. I lightly kissed her on her lip. I said, `` Lewis Henry Morgan, you are a beautiful 37 your old woman. '' I said, `` Do you recognise my age ? '' She replied, `` I think you are 51 years old, John Lackland. '' I said, `` No. I am 55 years old. And here you are a beautiful 37 year old, on her bed, for my delight. I must say that I am lucky to have your untested and salubrious body, all to myself, for my pleasure. Do n't you think so ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John Lackland. ''

I said, `` Daniel Morgan, get up from the bed and stand in strawman of me. I want to see your beautiful torso in your wedding wrapper. '' She got up from the bed and stood shyly in front of me. I kept staring at her and then turn her around. I touched her long blonde hair. I slowly again turn her around, to face me. I remove her blouse and bra, to break her titty. She stood before me with her mind down, while I 'm staring at her breasts. I said, `` You have lovely breasts. They look so tempting. Nice size, round and fleshy. Really beautiful. My cock is hard 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 bureau, I 'm very grandiloquent. Almost 6 base & 5 column inch. My bureau is immense like a cask. Very hairy -- with grey hair. I looked like a deal -- standing beside her. Compared to me, she is short. Just 5 feet and 5 inches. I 'm wearing cotton plant trousers, she is shocked to see my trousers stretched out completely, as if it was covering with difficultness, a large baseball game bat ! She can take a leak out that I had a Brobdingnagian erection. She is terrify looking at the size of my erection. I came up behind her and hugged her. My huge erection is pressing in between her buns cheek, through her skirt and panties. I grab her white meat from behind and star lightly fondling them, while pressing my erecting into her butt.

I kissed and nibbled at the back of her cervix, saying, `` Your Brigham Young breasts are firm, J. P. Morgan. '' She replied shyly, Thank you, John. '' Fondling her breasts, I said, `` John Pierpont 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 sinful affair. My married man and I loved each other. Though my husband died, I am still in beloved with him. I would never even think of letting another man touch me. '' Caressing her hips, I asked her, `` Really ? Does that mean that your hubby is the only man, who has fucked you in your living ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. '' Pressing my erection further into her, I asked, `` What was the size of it of his erect cock ? '' She said, `` I do not bed John. '' I said, `` recount me the duration and thickness, approximately, J. P. Morgan. '' She replied, `` Maybe around 5 in in length and maybe around 1 inch in thickness. '' Nibbling on her earlobe, I asked, `` Did you enjoy having your husband fucking you ? I mean, did you get your orgasms whenever he fucked you ? '' She shyly replied, `` Sometimes, privy. '' Pressing harder against her derriere over her doll, I asked, `` When was the finish time he fucked you, Morgan ? '' She replied, `` It was the Nox before his accident. '' I came round to brook in straw man of her, while staring at her body, pulling her close and kissing her, pushing my tongue deep into her backtalk, while my hands kneaded her breasts. Then, with my good hand, I started lifting her annulus, gradually exposing her second joint. My hands starting to vagabond all over her second joint, up to her scanty. She is feeling so ashamed. I knelt in front of her and start out licking and kissing her second joint. As my luxuria grew, I begin biting her thighs. Gradually the loudness of my bites increased and they became painful. But she stood there silently, enduring my painful pungency and my rocky hand on her thighs, as she did not wish to change my mood and make me angry. I then off her annulus and panties flinging them on the floor, leaving her bare.

I said, `` Morgan, I want you to set a towel on the bed, because your cunt is only used to the small stopcock of your hubby, it is possible that your cunt will bleed, when I tear it undefended to fit my massive cock. I want to have the pleasure of seeing that pedigree on towel on your bed ! '' Morgan is feeling terrified. She kept understood. I removed my trousers. My black legal brief are stretched to the limit, by my monster penis, which is raging hard with lust now. She is feeling so shy and ashamed to see me, standing in my briefs, in figurehead of her. I again caress her breast for a few seconds. I then made her lay down on the bed on her back. Due to all my touch and fondling, her nipples had gotten hard. She has declamatory pink teat, which excited me. Squeezing her mamilla, I said, `` Morgan, you have nice firm breasts with stunning mammilla ! I love breasts that are a hand full and a oral fissure wide. '' I took one of her nipples in my mouth and begin sucking, while caressing her exhibit thigh. I then got up and stood in front of her. She is looking down shyly. I came close to her, bringing my vast cock in my briefs, near her. I said, `` Morgan, what do you remember of my cock ? Is it skillful ? Is it not massive, as compared to your hubby ? `` Thomas Hunt Morgan is feeling so shy, that she did not respond. She kept looking down silently. I lifted her side to see my huge turncock in the legal brief. I said, `` J. P. Morgan, Do n't palpate shy. concern it. Feel it. Play with it. After all, it is going to tear unresolved your pixilated cunt in a short circuit while now. Come on -- touch it ! '' She still did not move or blab out. I grab her hired man and placed it on my monster cock. She was shocked, at her first contact with my tremendous cock. But, to go along me happy, she started daintily touching it, over my brief. I said, `` Morgan, do n't be frightened. Remove my legal brief and play with it. Do n't worry, in a few days, like all the other woman that have been with me, you too will get laid it. ''

Though she is feeling mortified at having to rival my member, as I 'm insistent, she bashfully pulls my briefs down. As my brief slide down, my gigantic rooster blastoff out towards her. She was horrified to see such a lusus naturae ! My cock is simply un-believable. My pubic country is covered with thick, grey & curly hair. It is bigger in sizing, than what she had imagined. It is about nine inch in length and about four inch thick. Several nervure protruded from the English running the full distance of my cock from the base to the school principal. She can clearly see the mineral vein on my penis, stretched taut, with lust. The head of my penis is swollen. It is red and bulbous. Like the size of a large love apple ! It is emitting a pungent, yet, sensuous odor. My testicle are vast. They are the size of lawn tennis balls. My cock is throbbing and wildly jerking. It looked so powerful, as it majestically stood completely tumid. She is horrified with fear, at the view of how she would be able-bodied to conciliate such a monster putz, in her diminished tight vagina !

In her disbelief, she continues staring at it. Within a few moments, to her surprisal, she feels wetness in her vagina ! Though frightened, there is an involuntary feeling in her, of wanting to grasp and oblige such a magnificent cock ! I said, `` Morgan, I want you to suck my cock, fill it down your throat. `` With a sigh of licking, she watched as my hands snaked through her hairsbreadth and pulled her close, positioning her promontory just where I wanted her. She nervously extended both her hands and grabbed my cock. Slowly she pulled my foreskin down to fully bring out my bulging head. She stared at it for five minutes, in wonderment. Her hands went downward to hold tight my Brobdingnagian orchis. I 'm groaning with delight. She stroked my hard tool with her right mitt, while softly grabbing and squeezing my testicles with her leave hand. This continued for five proceedings, while I 'm enjoying the pleasance that her hands were giving to my putz.

My warmth is rising. As she is massaging my reed organ with her bridge player, I grab her bosom and contract them roughly, tweaking her nipple very hard, making her excited too. Her vagina started dripping more. She is sick with shame, that my phallus is exciting her and producing in her - foul persuasion ! I withdrew my stopcock from her hands and said, `` Enough Morgan. I do n't require to come in your sass. I want to blurt out my come, oceanic abyss in your widowed cunt. I am going to plant all my sperm in your widowed womb, all night. '' She panicked. She said, `` John Lackland, I am a widow woman. You can waste me and take aim your pleasure with me, as much as you want. But please wear upon a prophylactic, when you are fucking me. If I get pregnant, my Friend will know I was with someone. Please wear a condom. '' I pushed her roughly. She fell over her back, on the bed. I laughed, `` Lewis Henry Morgan, you are asking me to tire out a condom ? Do n't take a crap me laugh. I want my rooster to feel your crocked cunt, when it is tearing and opening it up. I want my cock to relish the line of your tight cunt, when it is being torn. I certainly will not have on a condom. '' I turn her over again. I start touching her pussy over her panties. I put my look close to it and begin smelling it ! I caught her legs and roughly take out her to lie on the center of the bed. My teras member kept throbbing with lust. I then begin to caress her ramification with my hands, going from her pes, gradually up to her second joint. Her second joint seem to charge me a lot. I then bent down and started licking her thigh. She is feeling all kinds of esthesis, as I licked her second joint and she can feel her pussy getting wet. I then begin nibbling at her second joint as my lustfulness grew. I then roughly plow her over. I begin to fondling and squeezing her buttocks with my hands over her pantie.

I asked her, `` Thomas Hunt Morgan, do you plane your cunt ? '' She said, `` Yes, John. '' I smile with joy and begin removing her panties. I removed it completely and toss out it on the level. I spread her thighs apart and begin staring at her clean plane puss for a yearn metre. She is feeling so humiliated and ashamed, at having to exhibit her pussy, to me for my delight. But, she quietly accepted her shame and humiliation. `` What a beautiful, fleshy & pouting cunt you have ! Wow ! Now that your cunt has become mine, I am going to enjoy playing and fucking it. '' I thrust my fat fingerbreadth gradually into her and begin slowly thrusting it, in an out. Morgan is getting excited at the tactual sensation and her twat started getting wet. I start licking her pussy, thrusting my lingua into it. The touch was simply heaven. She is getting very excited now. With my fingerbreadth still in her twat, I suddenly pushed another finger into her anus. Morgan is shocked. Involuntarily, her anus closed itself and I 'm unable to infix my fingerbreadth into her anus. I crudely said, `` Morgan, do not be afraid. Just relax. I wish to feel your tight little ass golf hole. Relax and loosen it, so that my finger can go inside. '' She tried to relax her body, so that her anus would become convention and I could do what I wanted. Gradually her anus relaxed and I thrust my digit little by little into it, until my full digit disappeared into her. I 'm now massaging her anus and pussy simultaneously and thrusting my finger's breadth in and out of them. My activeness is so crude and so vulgar, that she is almost sick with shame. But, at the same time, she is getting more shake.

I keep moving both my fingers in and out of her pussy and anus for five minutes, all the while beating and sniffing her pussy. After ten minutes, I remove my fingerbreadth, I spread her thigh wide and once again start out staring at her pussy. I put my mouth to her pussycat and thrust my clapper into her. Nuzzling my nose in between her vaginal backtalk, I start licking softly at her clitoris, making her jump sharply, every metre I hit it - dead on. My eye are on her, piercing her with the knowledge that I would sample every crevice and sample every delight from her body. I writhed my tongue all around her pussy, working it against her and then inside. I shoved my lingua as far into her, as I could, making niggling groan sound. I roll my clapper inside her pussy while flicking it over her clitoris time and again. While thrusting my tongue 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 repulsion, she is getting very aroused and her pussy got very wet. She begins moaning, seeing my tongue in her pussycat is getting her frantic, I flick my tongue over her clitoris again. After five second, I abruptly remove my finger from her anus and got up.

I said, `` Enough Morgan. Now raise your legs, until your knees touch your chest and spread your thigh wide apart. You need to position your cunt properly to receive my shaft. '' She raised her wooden leg until her knees were touching her breasts and spread her thighs wide apart. Her body is almost curled up and her kitty is facing my phallus upwards -- quick for me to get across me. I once again insert one fingerbreadth into her and begin massaging her. I 'm getting her moist enough to be able to penetrate her a bit well-fixed. Pulling, pushing and spreading her back talk. Getting her ready for the rape about to take place. She meekly told me, `` King John, I really wish well to pass you delight. But, your cock is so mammoth and powerful. It is going to kill me with pain, when it is tearing open my pussy. Can you aid me a little, by applying oil on your member and in my vagina, so that my pain would be slightly reduced ? The bottle of oil is right next to the bed. '' I said, `` No Morgan. I want to enjoy the pleasance of my hammer, rubbing against your raw tight cunt, 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 behemoth penis. I knelt in front of her, between her second joint. She looked up at me and ca n't help but see, my most commanding feature. My rock-hard monster phallus. It stood out so long and so thick. She closed her centre and tried to sharpen her DOE on relaxing her body to obtain the flagitious appendage.

I toyed with her kitty-cat for a few minutes, jabbing the thick headland of my dick against it and sliding it up and down, rubbing it in, between the sassing of her cunt. I then took my enormous cock in my hand and started lightly beating it on her kitty-cat, around her clitoris. I 'm now positioned with my penis to finally perforate her tight kitty. I begin inserting the vast bulbous question of my penis into her. Anxiously she spreads her thighs further to be able-bodied to accommodate me easier. I braced myself for the annoyance. I push forward a niggling and the purple mind slowly parted her pink vaginal lips. Her brim are really being stretched. She gives a shrill scream and tosses her head side to side, flinging her black silken hair across the pillow. Her optic are wide as the bulbous mind slowly pushes into her.
Her mouth opened in surprise as she gasps, `` Oh God. '' I push a little more in. Her vaginal back talk made a foreign sucking sound as they closed around the crown of my hammer forefront. I now tried to force further into her. Push as I might, I 'm ineffectual to proceed further, because her kitty-cat is diminished to tight for my mammoth size. She can see my fat pecker head, barely embedded in her pussy. The head my member is about two in long and it feels as if I had completely filled her already. She can see that I still had seven inches of cock 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 prick into her. She did not even have it away where she could accommodate such a huge monster. I pulled my turncock out.

I toyed with her wet flexure and then slip my cock head in again. She groans, as it slips into her, this sentence considerably easier than the first prison term. I begin to thrust into the entrance to her puss, with the simple head of my cock, sliding it in and out with slow gentle thrust. She is slowly stretching now. With every push, I 'm able-bodied to worm my cock into her, a piddling further. I suddenly grab her by her knee joint, pushing her thigh further apart, prodding and jabbing my peter deeper into her. Three in then four in then all nine inch. Loud squashy sounds erupting from her kitty-cat, as I slowly burrow into her with a shortsighted, cork-screwing motion. Five in, her eyes rolled in their sockets as she panted and groaned. Six inches, her hair's-breadth 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 the Evangelist ... Oh God John, '' every few mo. I slowly managed to stuff at least seven column inch of my hammer into her. Three quarters of my putz is inside her now. She moaned, as the bulbous head is stretching the walls of her vagina, wider and wider, with every knife thrust. With a immense thrust, my cock reached her neck. I thrust eight inch into her and my hammer drumhead slams up against her cervix. She stared at me, with her sassing open. She feels intense pain now. She pleaded with me, `` toilet ! enough. Please turn back whoremaster. No more. You have filled me with your pecker. Please stop no more poking of your cock into me. Please ... ... Please St. John the Apostle ... ... Please stop. The pain is horrible. '' I simply smiled MY evil smile and said, `` Shhhhhh ... ... Lewis Henry Morgan. There is still two inch of my dick outside your bitch, which I intend to put into you and your lovely cunt has to suit it. Just bear the pain. '' Watching her petite consistency shake and quiver, as I slammed into her, is driving me mad with lust. She stared at me with wide middle, as I impaled her again. I grabbed her waist, spreading her thighs even wider with my shoulders and slowly start to slew my nine inches of hard shaft, in and out of her. She is gasping.

She arches her back heaving and moaning. She rolled her eyes and moaned every time the principal of my immense cock slammed against her untouched cervix. I again pull out, until only the foreland remained stick inside her. I laid myself on top of her, roughly grabbing her chest in my bridge player and begin to suck and nibble upon them. She moans as I teasingly pull at her swollen pap. I said, `` J. P. Morgan ... ... You like my big cock inside your snatch, do n't you ? You want me to skid it in again ? `` The heading of my cock is still half embedded inside her. With a powerful tug, I thrust my rosehip forward. She shrieked, as I slammed into her, with one hard thrust. I begin to slide those eight column inch of my prick in and out of her, with dull, even strokes. She begins to gasp and groan. I avoided slamming against her cervix and contented myself with long diagonal instead. We continue like this for another ten arcminute, both of us panting and moaning. Her crocked pussy is driving me godforsaken and soon my cock is swelling. She got a flavor that maybe I was ready to ejaculate my spermatozoan, into her. She pleaded with me, `` No John the Divine. Please do not put your seeded player into me. I am a widow. What will multitude say ? Please pull out of me. I shall build you ejaculate with my hands `` But her pleading is in vain. It is obvious that I wanted to works my germ mystifying inside her. I stared at her. There is mad lustfulness in my eyes. There is still three more in of my stopcock that her cunt has not yet accommodated. She can see that I 'm now determined to push my shaft all the way into her. I again pushing and prodding, jabbing deeper into her.

I start to pass around her pussy unfold. She screams as I thrust forward. I grabbed her shoulders, in my paw again and pull her against myself. She groans as the head of my monumental cock, slams against her neck. I push deeper into her. Slow and blue jabs, each forward stab spreading her small cervical sphincter wider and wider. She is in excruciating pain. She screams and bucks her rosehip. She spreads her leg as wide as possible to leave me to throw deeper into her. I stopped jabbing and just simply push forward. She groans as my cock spreads her vagina all-inclusive. The back of her vagina is soft, but extremely specify. My stopcock head pushing against that rubbery barricade is causing her horrific pain sensation. But my thick and self-conceited bulbous rooster head kept pushing into the cryptic part of her vagina, with grim onward pressure. Sweat is pouring off her. I 'm pushing harder. She is crying & sobbing with painfulness now. But not caring about her pain I keep pushing my rock hard dick into her. In the midst of her pain, her pelvic girdle is pushed into the mattress as my torso weight unit presses against her, my protuberant prick head is stretching the cervical ring wider. The tip of my tool fountainhead is now piercing through her humble initiative, spreading her cervical closed chain apart, widening it for the head. She again pleaded, `` John it is so irritating. You are tearing me apart. please remove your hammer. '' Instead of listening to her pleading, I thrust my cock foreland into her forcefully ! She gritted her dentition and stared at me with shock, then I feel the ring of her cervix glide up over and remain upon the tip of my member. She is
groaning as her Virgo the Virgin uterus is violated by my searing humanity for the first clip. We both enjoy this erotic import as we are now one. The slimy, concave opening of her cervix spirit like it 's sucking on my reddened cap as she repeatedly tries to stretch it over my large engorged head.

After several attempts the mucus covered ring of the external orifice dilates appropriately, relinquishing it 's guardianship of your sacred feminine transition. Slowly the muscular opening of her cervix uteri rolls over my phallus, contracting its ring behind the ridge corona of my bulbous top dog, locking me sozzled within. Once inside I slowly push into the unexplored, constrictive passage of her resisting uterus ; while enjoying her changing facial construction at each stage of her inner virginal deflowering. As I advance into her womb 's channel, I sense her excitement of feeling my salty seed spoiling her pristine womb for the first time. The ache causing me to swell inside the impossibly lowly furrowed burrow, making passage very hard. I push deeper until I feel the compact inner porta at the tip of my dick. The clenched sphincter feels impassible, a worthy sentry guarding the inner sanctum of her undefiled abyss. With continuous gentle nuzzling and steady pressing, her desire to feel me inside is finally granted. Steadily I pry subject the virginal narrow passage, ever so slowly creeping the headway upward into her waiting uterus. The ringing of your internal cervical orifice bobby pin me like a taught circular band that clamps around my throbbing, bulbous cock fountainhead as it slides into the creamy enclosed space of her waiting uterus. Experiencing the phenomenon leaves both of us amazed that my raging shaft has skewered the entirety of her dainty vagina as well as her chaste uterus for the maiden clock time. We succumb to the achingly deep insight together ; the get hitched with bliss of our locked consistency reeling in unbridled ecstasy. Then I feel her clench down around the intruding tip as a sudden shuddering of her consistence builds into the spasms of a poweful internal orgasm.

deep moans emanates from her as she writhes and squirms on my impaled extremity. Over and over her home muscles repeatedly clenching and releasing my imposing girth like finger's breadth fumbling to grok a baton. The earth shattering orgasm releases endorphins that disperse throughout her body. As the ecstasy consumes her, she wraps her weapon system around my neck while looking deep into my eyes. Playfully she flicks the tip of her glossa in and out of my mouth as the pulsating of her trounce uterus smears cum all over the tip of my prick. Deeply Locked within the confines of her spongy, soft uterus I feel myself reaching soaring summit of foreplay. There the creamy tight bodily cavity stretches around my vain head word, pulsing the tip with the spasmodic throws of a herculean climax. As she looks into my eyes with aching delight, she begs me to run out my strong seed late inside her. Deeper than I have ever been or might ever be again. Though unneeded, she softly bucks her organic structure 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 overcome my torso as she sucks on my blue lip. The tone of my rapid breathing and moaning makes her aware that I am about to combust. Below the deep penetration Sir Henry Morgan reaches her hand up to massage my tightening scrotum. inside, four hours of pent up testosterone is readying a cloudburst of seminal fluid inside my achingly wide-cut testicles. She squeezes and massages my orb, rolling them through her finger in order to make me aware of just how desperate, she is to drain every last drop of cum from them. All the soft pulling on the skin and kneading of the sac makes the load inside more twisting. An intent stare from her eyes as she clamps down around the entire length of my meaty intruder. The tugging suitcase is more than I can bare pushing me over the bound into a monolithic sexual climax. A quiver runs up my spine as my cock stiffens uncontrollably then jerky and throbs under the clutch of her slimy, penetrated cavern. The pig out tip of my tool swell uncontrollably inside the confines of the frothy chamber. I let out a abstruse groan as I feel my prostate gland sucking copious amounts of spermatozoon from my egg, then fire it up my shaft to her waiting chalice.

Clenched around the entire duration of my turncock, she feels the masculine contractions of my intense orgasm and the livery of my sperm as it rockets up my shaft. At the tip of my cock, the little lips open up depositing the initial blow of my salty seed into her clenched, virgin womb. It squirts against the roof of her cervix, splashing into her fallopian thermionic vacuum tube, then cascades down around the buried tip. Immediately following is a thunderous surge of warm up midst cum that deposits deep inside her. A faint suspiration Tell me that she feels the warm jets of erupting cum blusher the interior walls of her waiting womb. I briefly hear her exclaim `` Fill me up baby ! '' as yet another spasmodic muscular contraction discharges voluminous total of the warm pearlescent molasses. I look into her eyes as I continue to maculate her womb, ejaculating long roofy of my milky germ inside her. Finally, I fire the last creamy charge of cum within her, draping the muggy sweetness all over the wall of her waiting uterus. My orgasm fills her with the most bountiful load of sperm I 've ever shot. The intuitive feeling is so overwhelming she collapses under me and kisses me deeply as I quiver in the aftershocks of a violent sexual climax. As I start to cool down, her uterus pushes my diminishing cock from its pissed confines, closing quickly behind me in rules of order to seal off the inseminated enclosed space. A helping hand guided to just below her stomach tells me, she feels the warm up clod of cum pooling inside her now clenched uterus. Ever so slowly I feel my softening pecker retract into her cervical canal before it is finally expelled through the tight annulus of her uterine cervix. There inside her vagina is an engulfing warmth that caresses my funk erection. An aching heat that seems to thank me for depositing all that icky spermatozoon inside her. A piddling nibble on my downhearted lip becomes a French people kiss as we both glow in the blissful aftermath of our coming. We giggle for a moment as Morgan lays under me, her kitty-cat dislodges all nine inches of my spent cock.

I had expected a gluey release of my seminal fluid to leak out from her cervix, then drip its way down her vagina before gushing forth from her flared labia, but I witnessed none. In fact, not a single drop of cum is released. Her womb has swallowed the entire milky ejaculation and would not turn so much as a single cliff. She attests to that fact by telling me, she can feel the heat of my cum as it swishes around, deep inside her. as luck would have it I know Morgan is on the contraceptive pill and therefore have no concerns with letting her dungeon some of my cum. Morgan stared at me with awe ! Despite her bother, she is amazed at my manliness. Amazed at what I had done to her. She is simply awe-struck that I had managed to pierce nine inch cock through her vagina and into her cervix, so deep inside her. Despite the fact of what I 'm doing to her is aggressive animal sex, yet as a woman, she is thrilled at experiencing primal sex and being able accommodate my monstrous cock, so oceanic abyss in her womb for the first time in her life. She is excited that she was capable to give pleasure to such a virile man. Exquisitely gratifying sensations are developing deep in her, where my cock was embedded in her uterus. Among such sensuous belief, she gradually decided to forget the fact that I was her first man since her husband 's death. She stared with a new found passion at me.

Later that night I decided I would take aim her ass. My rooster is backbreaking and dripping pre-cum. I knew she would protest. She 'd conceded to digit, but when I rubbed my cock over her purse rosebud, she tried to wriggle away, trying to leave alone me to finish up myself off in the shower. I reached my other script to rub her dripping pussy, and hear again that special moan of capitulation. I lean in to lick her wet pussy, fingers slowly moving in and out of her asshole. She gasps as my mouth covered her clit, knife flicking in the same rhythm as my finger's breadth. Her thighs quivering around my face, as she moans continuously. I feel her tense, and softly nipped at her puff up clit. She gave a sudden small thigh-slapper before I feel her pussy gush over my face and her asshole declaration around my fingers. I continue sliding my digit in and out as she released the headboard, allowing her head teacher and thorax to decrease to the bed, knees 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 deep her before pulling it back and thrusting in and out. She moans in surrender, allowing me to gain my pleasance again. I slowly withdrew my fingers, then my cock. Her eyes are closed in, but I hear her flaccid cry of objection as I spread the slipperiness lube over my putz. I knew she would palpate the brief quiver of the lube at her still puckering mess, and worried she might suspect, but she simply sighed when she feels my finger's breadth slipping in and out to spread it around. She did n't arrive at an initial dissent when I press the tip of my cock against her shiny red cakehole. Perhaps she thought I was simply probing with three fingers instead of two. It was n't until the head of my peter pushed in with a slight pop that she became aware of her position. She pushed against the bed up onto her hired hand, turning her nous to wait back at me. She can see me looking at the head of my stopcock surrounded by the tight gang of her asshole. She said sharply, `` No, John ! '' and tried to crawl forward, but I 'm too nimble. I lean over her, placing my hands on her shoulders, before wrapping a fist with her fuzz. I pull her head back, stretching her neck and causing her titty to softly rock, then whispered, `` I 'm going to roll in the hay your ass. ''

She shook her head and whimpered, too tense and stretched for coherent word, but I simply repeated, `` I 'm going to fuck your ass. '' Then, releasing her hair, I placed my hand between her shoulder brand and with a firm pressure, urged her head and bureau back onto the pillows. Morgan is tense and panting, but she stayed in place when I removed my hand and lifted again to look at the tip of my peter in her ass. I placed my helping hand on her pelvic girdle and hear her gasp as I push forward. I feel the rubbery ridgepole of her sphincter tight and unforgiving. I place my hands on the bed on either side of her, leaning over to snog and solve her neck. `` Relax, babe. unfold for me, '' I keep repeating between kisses. I move her right deal to her wet pussy, saying, `` Rub it baby. wee it finger thoroughly. '' Her deal is over hers as she pressed her palm to her button, rubbing back and forth. Then my script is pinching her nipples. I feel her shoulders relax, and then a sudden lurch forward as her tight trap widened and the tip of my dick pushes deeper. She gasps and moan, rubbing faster at her pussy. I lifted again to look at my cock, now a expert two inches in her tight mother fucker. I grabbed her pelvic girdle, watching my fat cock slowly actuate deeper and deeper into the grip of her ass. Morgan is amazed at the flair of my cock—how it widened to spread her puss when I 'm completely inside her. Now, with one final exam button, I 'm all the way in, my balls pressing against her wet pussy, my cock stretching her asshole unbearably wide.

Morgan gave a discriminating agonizing moan and I ca n't assist 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 metre ... your a serious daughter for letting me bonk your ass. '' She simply whimpered. When I came up on my human knee again, I took the lube, squeezing generously at the tight hole surrounding my cock. There is a loud gasp as I slowly pluck my cock back a simple in or two, and another distinct moan as I push back in. Her asshole is hot and tight. I gritted my tooth 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 spokesperson is strained and cracking when she said, `` Yes ! Please do n't stop. '' I reach my hand to embrace hers, still rubbing over her clit. I slide her hand down, pushing two of her fingerbreadth and two of mine into her dripping snatch. I feel my thrust cock back and forth, through the thin tissue layer that separated her pussy and ass. She gave an unearthly groan, and then tensed, before beginning to rock and come. Her pussy spurted and I feel her ass convulsing around my rooster. I sat back on my heels, gritting my teeth again, feeling the nearly unbearable pleasure around my cock. I gripped her hips, moving my stopcock in and out of her ass faster and harder. My lump slapping against her drenched kitty-cat, and she lay supple and submissive under me. I pull all the way back, seeing her besotted pickle open like a hungry petty mouth before slamming my cock back into her ass. I feel her raise herself, grasping the headboard again, as my ballock tightened at the stretch of her backrest.

She began to fight back against his turncock, wanting it even deeper in her ass, whimpering and moaning as he stretched her wider. He leaned over her extended body, one hired man pressing again into her sopping pussy as he bit at her shoulders. He felt her lower back dip, allowing him to adjure even mystifying, and then gave shout when her felt the walls of her ass catching around his hammer. He felt a pleasure so penetrative 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 incline, his softening hammer still in her ass. He felt her hips unconsciously move as he kissed her cervix, fingers gently rubbing her tit. Every few arcminute a shudder would move through her body, he 'd hear a whispery moan. He continued the mild, slow movements of his hands. When he used his hired hand to delineate her knees up, she moaned again, and then sharply gasped as she felt his cock growing in her ass. `` You 're such a good girl, '' he whispered, as his pelvis began to pump again. `` Oh no. Not again, '' I said. I exploded in her ass, shooting burden after load into her. Then I pull out of her and she collapses on the bed.

Morgan got up and walked slowly to the bathroom and got ready for a shower. Under my regard. Turning the piss on and letting her robe open, my eye looked upon her smooth skin with lust. The curves of her breasts hanging forward, the brown nipple at the very tips. The humble lenient turn of her stomach rolling down towards a bare cleft, the darker cutis of her outer labia in direct contrast with her frail white peel. John Pierpont Morgan glanced in the mirror as she hung her robe on the hook ; her eyes sparkled back to a lower place shoulder length blonde hair. Her small but firm breasts rising to small-scale brown mamilla met her regard ; she stepped into the water and pulled the curtain closed. Letting the hot water supply rolling over her skin relaxed Daniel Morgan, the room quickly filled with steam as she slowly lathered her hair up and begins to fondle her cutis with a soundbox wash. As she leaned back to rinse her hair her script rose over her breasts feeling the mamilla indurate under her spot, as if by instinct she rolled her nipples between her finger enjoying the soapy slippery tactile property on her hide. Momentarily lost in the smell of hot piss and her workforce, Morgan knew but didn't do anything for the growing tactile sensation between her legs. She is still enjoying the euphoria we created for each former. Her life goes on. Only that she will continue to give up to the raunchy beast sex and to my immense cock, her body craves and responds to me. As a womanhood she is completely fulfill .