John Pierpont Morgan became a widow at the Thomas Young age of 37 and had only ever been with her hubby sexually. She was a substance wife for 11 year if not satisfied. They had no children. Until her married man died in a car accident. Two years of sustenance on her own and being alone had made her a very lonely and horny char. She is a very attractive charwoman, blonde, green eyes and a aphrodisiacal body, but she is not the type of person to go out and foregather people and the masses she does meet she do n't usually let them get to close to her. She decided to try to get together men. The men who smiled at her or rung to her at work or the grocery shop 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 reciprocal acquaintance asked me to help Daniel Morgan with some pocket-size business around her theatre. I climbed the ladder to get at some pipes. My head is up in the cap and I asked if she new what a pipework wrench was. She did and handed it to me. She is only 5'5 '' so she had to climb the ravel to reach my deal. She found her face level with my ass. I turn to strive for the wrench and her eyes were transfixed by the outline of my hard penis through my denim. My manhood is very clearly outlined through the material. 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 genitals. She is flustered and stepped down from the ladder. 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 warmheartedness racing.

She does n't get laid how farseeing she stood at the base of the ravel when she found me standing in front of her and my helping hand on her face. I asked her if she was okay. She stammered a broken yes, then she found herself sitting on the couch in the life room. Her judgement exploded. She could not process any very intellection. She is consumed with emotions she did not realise and overwhelmed with a desire she did not know she had. I lean in and suddenly buss her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouthpiece, while I begin fondling her breasts, over her shirt. Morgan is shocked beyond imaginativeness. She had heard I was a sex-crazy man. But never in her wildest of dreams had she imagined, that she would ever meet me and certainly not be alone with me. How could he even think of touching her like this ? It was so shameful. She begins struggling to get away from my clench. After sometime, she managed to free herself, got up from the lounge, went to a far niche of the way and said, `` toilet, what are you doing ? Please do not do this to me. What you did, is so untimely. I am a decently lady. No man except my married man has ever touched me. delight do not do this. It is so indecent. '' I said, `` Morgan -- do n't talk like an old lady ! You are a vernal beautiful and good for you woman. You are a widow. I 'm disassociate and be alone. I saw you staring at my crotch. Being a man, I have indigence. My rooster has needs. I have the need to chew on your tender mouth, to caress, kiss and take in your luscious Cy Young breasts and nipples. The need to touch and caress your fresh pussy, which has been unused for 2 years now and the need to thrust my voiceless cock into it. ''

Morgan started crying and said, `` No, John -- please do not say such vulgar matter. '' I got get at and said, `` take care, Morgan ... let me be straight. Your lovely & delicately tender body has needs and You have excited me to make my prick hard. When I met you today, I wanted to fondle, kiss and take in every part of your body. '' I continue crudely and shockingly, `` I want to have the pleasure of roughly tearing open your tight idle pussy and seeing you bleed and scream with pain, when my peter is in the unconscious process of doing so. '' I continued `` Did your married man fuck you in your ass ? ''
Morgan is shocked at my vulgarity and involuntarily almost screamed, `` No ! ! ! Please do n't say and ask such vulgar things, whoremaster ! '' I continue, `` I want to be clear now. I 'm a wealthy and powerful man, I can induce your life sentence scurvy in many path. You will have to concord to go my personal place. You will add up to me to satisfy me in every way when I call. You will be my kept woman. My sex toy. I will fuck you with my monster peter, in every way and for any number of prison term that I wish, during every night. I will squeeze and run with your delicate and heavy young body. I will do it every persona of you -- your mouth, your bosom, your tight cunt and even in your virgin anus. You will not order anyone about us. So, assure me -- what is your answer going to be ? Yes, or no ? Will you be agree to be my fancy woman, or do you wish well to give ? '' Sir Henry Morgan is shocked at my words ! She did n't know 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 woman. She begins to cry. Sobbingly she pleaded with me, `` Saint John the Apostle, what are you saying ? Please do not say such affair. Please do not ask me such things. It is so wrong. So indecent. So iniquitous. But I understand your need for a woman. I know you have many woman available to you. ''

I angrily replied, `` Look Lewis Henry Morgan, do n't waste my prison term. I can get any adult female that I want any clock time. I am worry in fucking you. Not any other woman. So do n't give me stupid lectures. I do n't care about right and wrong and I do n't worry about sin. Just tell me -- do you tally to be my sex toy, or not ? '' She again pleaded, `` Please. .. St. John. .. delight do not pee-pee me do this. '' I replied again, `` I am asking you for the last-place time -- yes, or no ? If you again waste my time, I shall pass water a phone call and ruin your report. '' She is sobbing and crying. But she is also thinking. She would n't be able to face her Quaker. That frightened her and recall hard. if she did agree to my perversions, only her life would be ruined. So, she decided then, to tally to my terms. sobbing, she told me, `` OK ... John, I have no former option. So, I agree. You can do to me, whatever you wish ! '' I smiled. I said, `` That is sound Morgan. Now you are being sensitive. Do n't worry. You take attention of me and I will get charge of you. Now stop cry and wipe your weeping. '' She wiped her tears with a tissue. I then came close to her, placing my hands on her breasts over her shirt, squeezing them. Sir Henry Morgan was feeling repulsed due to my helping hand over her breasts, fondling her chest, I said, `` Yes -- your cover girl boob are full easy and supple. Do you have your wedding dress ? '' She replied, `` Yes, bathroom. I have it in my closet. '' I asked again, `` Did your married man, break your Hymen on the hymeneals dark, or was it on some early night ? '' She replied, `` I lost my virginity on my wedding party night, John. '' I said, `` Were you wearing your wedding ceremony night dress, when he first fucked you and tore 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 sealing wax of your virgin cunt - first. I would have got enjoyed it so a good deal. '' Let go to the sleeping accommodation, 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 fright. I asked her, `` Morgan, is this the hymeneals negligee 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 housecoat on ? '' She hesitated with shyness and fear. I said, `` front Daniel Morgan, when I ask a question, I expect an prompt and point-blank answer. I do not like all this reluctance. It makes me raging. '' 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 infliction, when he tore your virginity ? '' She replied, `` Yes, toilet. '' I asked, `` Did your cunt bleed ? '' She replied, `` Yes, bathroom. '' I brought my face close to hers, staring at her. I touched her mouth with my palm and traced my palm over her cheeks and hair. I lightly kissed her on her backtalk. I said, `` 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, trick. '' I said, `` No. I am 55 years old. And here you are a beautiful 37 twelvemonth old, on her bed, for my pleasure. I must say that I am favorable to have your Pres Young and level-headed body, all to myself, for my joy. Do n't you think so ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. ''

I said, `` Morgan, get up from the bed and outdoor stage in straw man of me. I want to see your beautiful body in your nuptials negligee. '' She got up from the bed and stood shyly in front of me. I kept staring at her and then wrench her around. I touched her farseeing blonde whisker. I slowly again turn her around, to present me. I remove her blouse and bra, to let out her breasts. She stood before me with her head down, while I 'm staring at her breasts. I said, `` You have pin-up breasts. They look so enticing. Nice size, turn and fleshy. Really beautiful. My dick is hard just by looking at them. '' She did not reply. I then removed my shirt. She glanced up. Though I 'm 55 year old, I have a big hairy bureau, I 'm very tall. Almost 6 feet & 5 inches. My chest is vast like a barrel. Very hirsute -- with grey pilus. I looked like a mountain -- standing beside her. Compared to me, she is short. Just 5 feet and 5 in. I 'm wearing cotton plant trousers, she is shocked to see my trouser stretched out completely, as if it was covering with difficulty, a large baseball bat ! She can make out that I had a huge erection. She is terrified looking at the size of my erecting. I came up behind her and hugged her. My huge erection is pressing in between her buttocks brass, through her chick 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 rear of her neck opening, saying, `` Your young breast are firm, Morgan. '' She replied shyly, Thank you, King John. '' Fondling her breasts, I said, `` Morgan, after your husband died, how many men did you get fucked by ? '' She was shocked at my doubt. She replied, `` No, John. I would never do such a sinful affair. My married man and I loved each former. Though my hubby died, I am still in erotic love with him. I would never even think of letting another man touch me. '' Caressing her pelvic girdle, I asked her, `` Really ? Does that signify that your husband is the only man, who has fucked you in your life ? '' She replied, `` Yes, John. '' Pressing my erection further into her, I asked, `` What was the size of his erect cock ? '' She said, `` I do not cognize toilet. '' I said, `` Tell me the length and thickness, approximately, Henry Morgan. '' She replied, `` Maybe around 5 inches in length and maybe around 1 inch in heaviness. '' Nibbling on her earlobes, I asked, `` Did you savor having your husband fucking you ? I mean, did you get your climax whenever he fucked you ? '' She shyly replied, `` Sometimes, John the Evangelist. '' Pressing harder against her arse over her skirt, I asked, `` When was the last time he fucked you, Morgan ? '' She replied, `` It was the Night before his stroke. '' I came round to digest in front of her, while staring at her physical structure, pulling her close and kissing her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, while my hands kneaded her tit. Then, with my powerful hand, I started lifting her wench, gradually exposing her second joint. My hands starting to roam all over her thighs, up to her pantie. She is feeling so ashamed. I knelt in front of her and begin licking and kissing her thigh. As my lust grew, I begin biting her second joint. Gradually the intensiveness of my bites increased and they became dreadful. But she stood there silently, enduring my irritating bites and my rough out mitt on her thighs, as she did not wish to commute my humor and stool me raging. I then move out her chick and panties flinging them on the floor, leaving her naked.

I said, `` Morgan, I want you to localise a towel on the bed, because your cunt is only used to the diminished cock of your hubby, it is potential that your cunt will phlebotomise, when I tear it open to accommodate my massive pecker. I want to have the pleasure of seeing that blood on towel on your bed ! '' Henry Morgan is feeling terrified. She kept understood. I removed my trousers. My black briefs are stretched to the limitation, by my freak member, which is raging hard with lust now. She is feeling so shy and ashamed to see me, standing in my briefs, in front of her. I again caress her white meat for a few second base. I then made her lay down on the bed on her back. Due to all my touching and fondling, her nipples had gotten hard. She has large pink nipple, which excited me. Squeezing her mammilla, I said, `` Henry Morgan, you have nice firm breasts with sandbag tit ! I love tit that are a manus full and a mouth full. '' I took one of her teat in my lip and set out sucking, while caressing her discover thigh. I then got up and stood in social movement of her. She is looking down shyly. I came close to her, bringing my huge prick in my briefs, near her. I said, `` Morgan, what do you think of my cock ? Is it overnice ? Is it not monolithic, as compared to your husband ? `` Sir Henry Morgan is feeling so shy, that she did not respond. She kept looking down silently. I lifted her face to see my Brobdingnagian cock in the briefs. I said, `` Sir Henry Morgan, Do n't feel shy. disturb it. feel it. Play with it. After all, it is going to tear open your rigorous twat in a short patch now. Come on -- tinct it ! '' She still did not move or talk. I grab her manus and placed it on my fiend 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 legal brief. I said, `` Morgan, do n't be frightened. off my briefs and gambol with it. Do n't worry, in a few days, like all the other women that have been with me, you too will sleep with it. ''

Though she is feeling mortified at having to bear on my member, as I 'm insistent, she bashfully pulls my briefs down. As my briefs slide down, my mammoth tool scene out towards her. She was horrified to see such a monster ! My pecker is simply un-believable. My pubic area is covered with thick, grey & curly haircloth. It is bigger in size, than what she had imagined. It is about nine column inch in distance and about four column inch thick. several vein protruded from the side running the full length of my cock from the pedestal to the head. She can clearly see the mineral vein on my penis, stretched taut, with lecherousness. The head of my penis is swollen. It is red and protuberant. Like the size of it of a bombastic tomato ! It is emitting a pungent, yet, sensuous feeling. My testicles are huge. They are the size of tennis balls. My cock is throbbing and wildly jerking. It looked so powerful, as it majestically stood completely erect. She is horrified with fear, at the thought of how she would be able to fit such a fiend cock, in her small mean vagina !

In her mental rejection, she continues staring at it. Within a few moments, to her surprisal, she feels wetness in her vagina ! Though frightened, there is an involuntary feel in her, of wanting to grasp and adjudge such a magnificent cock ! I said, `` Morgan, I want you to suck my peter, take it down your throat. `` With a sigh of defeat, she watched as my hands snaked through her hair and pulled her close, positioning her brain just where I wanted her. She nervously extended both her hands and grabbed my cock. Slowly she pulled my foreskin down to fully uncover my bulbous head. She stared at it for five minute of arc, in wonder. Her hired man went downward to cling to my immense testicles. I 'm groaning with pleasure. She stroked my punishing cock with her right wing bridge player, while softly grabbing and squeezing my testicles with her left hand. This continued for five minutes, while I 'm enjoying the delight that her hands were giving to my pecker.

My heat is rising. As she is massaging my electronic organ with her hands, I grab her breasts and squeeze them roughly, tweaking her tit very hard, making her excited too. Her vagina started dripping more. She is cat with shame, that my phallus is exciting her and producing in her - foul mentation ! I withdrew my cock from her paw and said, `` Enough Morgan. I do n't want to amount in your mouth. I want to ejaculate my semen, thick in your widowed cunt. I am going to plant all my sperm cell in your widowed womb, all night. '' She panicked. She said, `` whoremaster, I am a widow. You can harry me and carry your pleasure with me, as a lot as you want. But please put on a prophylactic, 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, `` Henry Morgan, you are asking me to wear a condom ? Do n't make me laugh. I want my cock to feel your tight cunt, when it is tearing and opening it up. I want my tool to enjoy the blood of your blind drunk slit, when it is being torn. I certainly will not fag a condom. '' I turn her over again. I start touching her pussy over her panties. I put my look close to it and set out smelling it ! I caught her legs and roughly deplumate her to lie on the shopping center of the bed. My monster phallus kept throbbing with lust. I then begin to fondle her legs with my bridge player, going from her pes, gradually up to her thighs. Her thigh seem to shake me a lot. I then bent down and started licking her thighs. She is feeling all kinds of adept, as I licked her thighs and she can finger her pussy getting wet. I then begin nibbling at her thighs as my lustfulness grew. I then roughly release her over. I begin to fondling and squeezing her nates with my paw over her panties.

I asked her, `` Henry Morgan, do you knock off your snatch ? '' She said, `` Yes, John. '' I smile with pleasure and begin removing her scanty. I removed it completely and flung it on the floor. I spread her thighs apart and start staring at her cleanse plane pussy for a hanker time. She is feeling so humiliated and ashamed, at having to expose her pussy, to me for my pleasure. But, she quietly accepted her shame and humiliation. `` What a beautiful, overweight & pouting bitch 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. Daniel Morgan is getting excited at the touch and her pussy started getting wet. I start licking her twat, thrusting my knife into it. The feeling was simply heaven. She is getting very excited now. With my finger still in her pussy, I suddenly pushed another finger into her anus. Morgan is shocked. Involuntarily, her anus closed itself and I 'm unable to insert my finger into her anus. I crudely said, `` Morgan, do not be afraid. Just relax. I wish to feel your cockeyed petty ass hole. Relax and loosen it, so that my fingerbreadth can go inside. '' She tried to relax her body, so that her anus would become normal and I could do what I wanted. Gradually her anus relaxed and I thrust my digit small by slight into it, until my full finger's breadth disappeared into her. I 'm now massaging her anus and kitty simultaneously and thrusting my fingers in and out of them. My activity is so crude and so common, that she is almost demented with disgrace. But, at the same metre, she is getting more excited.

I keep moving both my fingers in and out of her kitty and anus for five minutes, all the patch licking and sniffing her pussycat. After ten minutes, I remove my fingers, I spread her thigh astray and once again lead off staring at her kitty-cat. I put my mouth to her snatch and shove my lingua into her. Nuzzling my nozzle in between her vaginal lips, I start licking softly at her clitoris, making her jump sharply, every clip I hit it - suddenly on. My optic are on her, piercing her with the knowledge that I would taste every crevice and sample every pleasure from her body. I writhed my spit all around her twat, working it against her and then inside. I shoved my glossa as far into her, as I could, making niggling groan speech sound. I roll my tongue inside her pussy while flicking it over her clit time and again. While thrusting my tongue in and out of her, I thrust one finger's breadth into her anus again and start moving that too, in and out of her. Despite her revulsion, she is getting very aroused and her pussy got very wet. She begins moaning, seeing my tongue in her pussy is getting her unrestrained, I flick my clapper over her clitoris again. After five minutes, I abruptly remove my digit from her anus and got up.

I said, `` enough Henry Morgan. Now raise your legs, until your genu touch your breasts and spread your thighs wide apart. You need to posture your puss properly to receive my dick. '' She raised her branch until her knees were touching her breast and spread her second joint wide apart. Her eubstance is almost curled up and her kitty is facing my penis upwards -- prepare for me to fathom me. I once again introduce one digit into her and set about massaging her. I 'm getting her moist enough to be capable to pervade her a bit gentle. Pulling, pushing and spreading her back talk. Getting her ready for the assault about to consume place. She meekly told me, `` lavatory, I really like to gift you pleasance. But, your tool is so gigantic and sinewy. It is going to kill me with pain, when it is tearing open my pussy. Can you help me a piffling, by applying oil on your phallus and in my vagina, so that my pain would be slightly reduced ? The feeding bottle of oil is right adjacent to the bed. '' I said, `` No Morgan. I want to enjoy the pleasure of my pecker, rubbing against your raw tight twat, 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 monster penis. I knelt in battlefront of her, between her thigh. She looked up at me and ca n't facilitate but see, my most predominate feature. My rock-hard monster phallus. It stood out so long and so buddy-buddy. She closed her oculus and tried to concentrate her vim on relaxing her body to receive the flagitious appendage.

I toyed with her kitty for a few minutes, jabbing the thick point of my cock against it and sliding it up and down, rubbing it in, between the backtalk of her puss. I then took my tremendous turncock in my hand and started lightly beating it on her kitty-cat, around her clitoris. I 'm now positioned with my penis to finally interpenetrate her tight pussy. I begin inserting the immense bulbous nous of my penis into her. Anxiously she spreads her thighs further to be able to hold me easygoing. I braced myself for the pain. I push forward a little and the purple head slowly parted her pink vaginal mouth. Her lips are really being stretched. She gives a shrill shrieking and tosses her head side to side, flinging her fatal silken hair across the pillow. Her optic are wide as the bulbous straits 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 strange sucking sound as they closed around the crown of my cock head. I now tried to fight further into her. get-up-and-go as I might, I 'm unable to proceed further, because her pussy is diminished to tight for my mammoth size. She can see my fat cock head, barely embedded in her pussy. The headland my phallus is about two inches long and it feels as if I had completely filled her already. She can see that I still had seven in of cock to thrust into her. She stared at me with unbelievable cushion and care. We both knew that I would not let her go, without thrusting my replete cock into her. She did not even screw where she could suit such a huge devil. I pulled my cock out.

I toyed with her wet folds and then slip my cock head in again. She groans, as it slips into her, this metre considerably loose than the first clip. I begin to push up into the entrance to her kitty, with the simple capitulum of my peter, sliding it in and out with ho-hum gentle jabs. She is slowly stretching now. With every push button, I 'm able to worm my cock into her, a little boost. I suddenly grab her by her knee joint, pushing her second joint further apart, prodding and jabbing my cock deeper into her. Three inches then four inches then all nine in. Loud squashy sound erupting from her snatch, as I slowly burrow into her with a short, cork-screwing question. Five inch, her heart rolled in their sockets as she panted and groaned. Six column inch, her hair 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 John, '' every few seconds. I slowly managed to jostle at least seven inch of my cock into her. tierce stern of my dick is inside her now. She moaned, as the bulbous drumhead is stretching the walls of her vagina, wider and wider, with every thrust. With a Brobdingnagian poke, my cock reached her neck. I thrust eight inches into her and my cock pass slams up against her cervix. She stared at me, with her mouth open. She feels intense pain now. She pleaded with me, `` John ! enough. Please break John. No more. You have filled me with your stopcock. Please stop no more thrusting of your cock into me. delight ... ... Please John ... ... Please intercept. The hurting is horrible. '' I simply smiled MY evil smile and said, `` Shhhhhh ... ... Morgan. There is still two in of my cock outside your snatch, which I intend to put into you and your adorable cunt has to accommodate it. Just bear the pain. '' Watching her petite eubstance shake and quiver, as I slammed into her, is driving me mad with luxuria. She stared at me with wide eyes, as I impaled her again. I grabbed her waist, spreading her thigh even wider with my shoulder and slowly start to slide my nine column inch of severe peter, in and out of her. She is gasping.

She arches her back trousering and moaning. She rolled her middle and moaned every time the school principal of my huge hammer slammed against her untasted cervix. I again pull out, until only the head remained lodged inside her. I laid myself on top of her, roughly grabbing her chest in my hands and begin to breastfeed and pick upon them. She moans as I teasingly pull at her swollen teat. I said, `` John Pierpont Morgan ... ... You like my big prick inside your cunt, do n't you ? You want me to slide it in again ? `` The head of my cock is still half imbed inside her. With a brawny jerk, I thrust my pelvic girdle forward. She shrieked, as I slammed into her, with one hard driving force. I begin to slew those eight in of my cock in and out of her, with slow, even strokes. She begins to pant and moan. I avoided slamming against her cervix and contented myself with long strokes instead. We continue like this for another ten minutes, both of us panting and moaning. Her mingy cunt is driving me uncivilized and soon my prick is swelling. She got a look that maybe I was ready to ejaculate my sperm cell, into her. She pleaded with me, `` No whoremonger. Please do not put your seed into me. I am a widow. What will citizenry say ? Please pull out of me. I shall make you ejaculate with my hands `` But her pleading is in vain. It is obvious that I wanted to plant my seed bass inside her. I stared at her. There is mad lust in my eyes. There is still three Thomas More inches of my cock that her puss has not yet accommodated. She can see that I 'm now determined to crowd my cock all the way into her. I again energy and prodding, jabbing deeper into her.

I start to go around her pussy open. She screams as I thrust forward. I grabbed her shoulders, in my men again and pull her against myself. She groans as the head of my massive prick, slams against her cervix. I push deeper into her. Slow and gentle jabs, each forward thrust spreading her small cervical sphincter wider and wider. She is in excruciating pain. She screams and bucks her pelvic arch. She spreads her leg as wide as possible to allow me to thrust deeper into her. I stopped jabbing and just simply pushed forward. She groans as my cock spreads her vagina wide. The back of her vagina is diffuse, but extremely narrow. My cock oral sex pushing against that rubbery roadblock is causing her horrific hurting. But my thick and swollen bulgy tool drumhead kept pushing into the deepest piece of her vagina, with stern forward pressure level. stew is pouring off her. I 'm pushing harder. She is crying & sobbing with botheration now. But not caring about her pain I keep pushing my rock gruelling cock into her. In the thick of her pain, her pelvic girdle is pushed into the mattress as my body weighting pressure against her, my bulbous shaft chief is stretching the cervical ring wider. The tip of my cock head is now piercing through her smallest opening, spreading her cervical ring apart, widening it for the head. She again pleaded, `` Saint John the Apostle it is so abominable. You are tearing me apart. Please withdraw your cock. '' Instead of listening to her pleading, I thrust my cock head into her forcefully ! She gritted her teeth and stared at me with cushion, then I feel the halo of her cervix glide up over and remain upon the tip of my member. She is
groaning as her Virgo womb is violated by my searing manhood for the first time. We both enjoy this erotic present moment as we are now one. The slimy, concave scuttle of her uterine cervix flavor like it 's sucking on my crimson cap as she repeatedly tries to extend it over my prominent engorged principal.

After several try the mucus covered doughnut of the external orifice dilates appropriately, relinquishing it 's charge of your sacred feminine transition. Slowly the muscular opening of her uterine cervix roster over my penis, contracting its halo behind the carinated corona of my protuberant top dog, locking me tight within. Once inside I slowly push into the undiscovered, constrictive passage of her resisting womb ; while enjoying her changing facial reflection at each leg of her intimate virginal deflowering. As I advance into her womb 's epithelial duct, I sense her excitement of feeling my salty seed spoiling her pristine womb for the commencement meter. The ache causing me to puff up inside the impossibly small furrowed tunnel, making passage very hard. I push deeper until I feel the contracted internal porta at the tip of my dick. The clenched sphincter feels impassible, a worthy sentinel guarding the inside sanctum of her immaculate abyss. With continuous gentle nuzzling and unshakable atmospheric pressure, her desire to feel me inside is finally granted. Steadily I pry open the virginal narrow passage, ever so slowly creeping the question upward into her waiting uterus. The ring of your internal cervical orifice handgrip me like a taught circular band that clamps around my throb, bellying hammer head as it slides into the creamy tooth decay of her waiting uterus. Experiencing the phenomenon leaves both of us amazed that my raging shaft has skewered the entirety of her nice vagina as well as her chaste womb for the first of all prison term. We succumb to the achingly deep penetration together ; the get hitched with blissfulness of our locked bodies reeling in unchecked X. Then I feel her clench down around the intruding tip as a sudden shuddering of her eubstance builds into the spasms of a poweful internal orgasm.

deep groan emanates from her as she writhes and squirm on my empale fellow member. Over and over her interior muscular tissue repeatedly clenching and releasing my imposing girth like finger fumbling to grasp a wand. The earth shattering orgasm releases endorphins that disperse throughout her body. As the ecstasy consumes her, she wraps her arms around my neck while looking deep into my eyes. Playfully she flicks the tip of her natural language in and out of my rima oris as the pulsating of her vanquished womb smears cum all over the tip of my cock. Deeply Locked within the confines of her spongy, diffused uterus I feel myself reaching soaring heights of arousal. There the creamy tight bodily cavity stretching around my swollen head, pulsing the tip with the spasmodic stroke of a sinewy coming. As she looks into my center with aching joy, she begs me to talk my warm ejaculate mysterious inside her. Deeper than I have ever been or might ever be again. Though unnecessary, she softly bucks her body up and down over the empale tip, stroking the sink cap inside her clutching uterus as she milks an coming from me which is building. A whirlwind of joy starts to get over my eubstance as she sucks on my broken lip. The feel of my rapid breathing and moaning makes her cognisant that I am about to erupt. Below the deep penetration Henry Morgan reaches her manus up to massage my tightening scrotum. Inside, four minute of pent up testosterone is readying a torrent of come inside my achingly full ball. She squeezes and massages my balls, rolling them through her fingers in order to make me aware of just how desperate, she is to drain every terminal drop of cum from them. All the assuage pulling on the skin and kneading of the sac makes the incumbrance inside more voluminous. An purpose stare from her optic as she clamps down around the full length of my meaty intruder. The tugging clutch is more than I can air pushing me over the edge into a massive sexual climax. A chill runs up my spine as my stopcock stiffens uncontrollably then jerks and throb under the grip of her slimy, penetrated cavern. The gorge tip of my cock swells uncontrollably inside the confines of the fulgid bedroom. I let out a deep groan as I feel my prostate suck copious amounts of sperm cell from my testis, then fervor it up my diaphysis to her waiting chalice.

Clenched around the integral length of my cock, she feels the masculine contractions of my intense orgasm and the delivery of my spermatozoon as it rockets up my shaft. At the tip of my hammer, the small lips open up depositing the initial clap of my salty seed into her clenched, virginal womb. It squirts against the cap of her cervix, splashing into her fallopian subway system, then cascades down around the immerse tip. Immediately following is a thunderous surge of lovesome thick cum that deposits cryptic inside her. A faint sigh tells me that she feels the warm special K of erupting cum key the upcountry walls of her waiting womb. I briefly hear her exclaim `` Fill me up baby ! '' as yet another spasmodic muscular contraction discharges copious measure of the warm pearlescent molasses. I look into her eye as I continue to defile her uterus, ejaculating long ropes of my milky germ inside her. Finally, I fire the live creamy charge of cum within her, draping the gummy sweetness all over the walls of her waiting womb. My orgasm fills her with the most big load of spermatozoon I 've ever shot. The opinion is so overwhelming she collapses under me and kisses me deeply as I quiver in the aftershocks of a vehement orgasm. As I start to chill down, her uterus push my diminishing cock from its soused confines, closing quickly behind me in Order to varnish the sow in cavity. A hand guided to just below her stomach tells me, she feels the warm glob 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 tintinnabulation of her cervix. There inside her vagina is an engulfing warmheartedness that caresses my shrinking erection. An aching oestrus that seems to thank me for depositing all that icky sperm inside her. A little pick on my lower lip becomes a Daniel Chester French kiss as we both glow in the blissful aftermath of our orgasms. We giggle for a mo as Thomas Hunt Morgan lays under me, her snatch dislodges all nine in of my spent cock.

I had expected a viscous discharge of my seed to leak out 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 individual drop of cum is released. Her womb has swallowed the entire milky ejaculation and would not exhaust so much as a exclusive drop. She attests to that fact by telling me, she can finger the warmth of my cum as it swishes around, deep inside her. luckily I know Morgan is on the pill and therefore have no business organisation with letting her hold open some of my cum. Morgan stared at me with awe ! Despite her pain, she is amazed at my manfulness. Amazed at what I had done to her. She is simply awe-struck that I had managed to thrust 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 brute sex, yet as a char, she is thrilled at experiencing primal sex and being able accommodate my monstrous cock, so cryptic in her womb for the kickoff time in her living. She is excited that she was able-bodied to give pleasance to such a virile man. Exquisitely gratifying superstar are developing deep in her, where my dick was embedded in her uterus. Among such sensuous feel, she gradually decided to forget the fact that I was her first man since her married man 's death. She stared with a new found passion at me.

Later that night I decided I would engage her ass. My dick is punishing and dripping pre-cum. I knew she would protest. She 'd conceded to fingers, but when I rubbed my tool over her pursed rosebud, she tried to squirm away, trying to provide me to finish myself off in the shower. I reached my other hand to rub her dripping puss, and listen again that limited moan of giving up. I lean in to lick her wet pussy, digit slowly moving in and out of her asshole. She gasps as my mouth covered her clit, clapper flicking in the same rhythm method as my fingers. Her thighs shaking around my face, as she moans continuously. I feel her tense, and softly nipped at her swollen clit. She gave a sudden minor scream before I feel her pussy gush over my face and her asshole contract bridge around my fingers. I continue sliding my fingerbreadth in and out as she released the headboard, allowing her head and bureau to hang to the bed, human knee still spread and ass still raised up in the air. As she panted, I move behind her, pressing my cock into her wet cunt, pushing bass her before pulling it back and thrusting in and out. She moans in surrender, allowing me to gather my pleasure again. I slowly withdrew my fingers, then my pecker. Her optic are unopen, but I hear her soft cry of protest as I spread the slip lube over my cock. I knew she would feel the abbreviated thrill of the lube at her still puckering muddle, and worried she might suspect, but she simply sighed when she feels my fingers slipping in and out to distribute it around. She did n't stimulate an initial objection when I press the tip of my cock against her shiny red hollow. Perhaps she thought I was simply probing with three digit instead of two. It was n't until the head of my cock pushed in with a slight pop that she became aware of her position. She pushed against the bed up onto her hired man, turning her head to see back at me. She can see me looking at the head of my cock surrounded by the tight ring of her arsehole. She said sharply, `` No, John ! '' and tried to crawl forward, but I 'm too quick. I lean over her, placing my helping hand on her shoulder joint, before wrapping a fist with her hair. I pull her nous back, stretching her neck and causing her breasts to softly rock, then whispered, `` I 'm going to love your ass. ''

She shook her head and whimpered, too tense up and stretched for coherent dustup, but I simply repeated, `` I 'm going to lie with your ass. '' Then, releasing her hair, I placed my mitt between her shoulder joint blades and with a brace insistence, urged her head and pectus back onto the pillows. Morgan is tense and heaving, but she stayed in plaza when I removed my paw and lifted again to look at the tip of my cock in her ass. I placed my custody on her hips and hear her gasp as I push forward. I feel the rubbery ridge of her anatomical sphincter tight and unforgiving. I place my workforce on the bed on either position of her, leaning over to kiss and thrash her neck. `` Relax, baby. give for me, '' I keep repeating between osculation. I move her ripe hand to her wet puss, saying, `` Rub it baby. Make it sense good. '' Her hand is over hers as she pressed her medal to her clitoris, rubbing back and Forth River. Then my hand is pinching her teat. I feel her shoulders relax, and then a sudden lurch forward as her tight hole widened and the tip of my peter get-up-and-go deeper. She gasps and moans, rubbing faster at her puss. I lifted again to look at my cock, now a good two column inch in her tight cocksucker. I grabbed her pelvis, watching my fat cock slowly move deeper and deeper into the grip of her ass. Lewis Henry Morgan is amazed at the solar flare of my cock—how it widened to spread her pussy when I 'm completely inside her. Now, with one final thrust, I 'm all the way in, my globe pressing against her wet pussy, my pecker stretching her dickhead unbearably panoptic.

Morgan gave a sharp 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 good girl for letting me do it your ass. '' She simply whimpered. When I came up on my knee joint again, I took the lube, squeezing generously at the taut hole surrounding my cock. There is a loud pant as I slowly rip my cock back a mere inch or two, and another distinct moan as I push back in. Her SOB is hot and tight. I gritted my teeth and hissed with joy as I move in and out, lengthening the knife thrust. I lean forward, hips still piston in and out, I begin flicking and pinching her grueling nipples. `` You love my cock in your ass, do n't you ? '' I panted in her ear. Her voice is strained and cracking when she said, `` Yes ! Please do n't finish. '' I reach my hired hand to insure hers, still rubbing over her clitoris. I slide her hand down, pushing two of her fingers and two of mine into her dripping pussy. I feel my thrusting cock back and Forth River, through the thin membrane that separated her pussy and ass. She gave an uncanny moan, and then tensed, before beginning to shake and add up. Her pussycat spurted and I feel her ass convulsing around my cock. I sat back on my bounder, gritting my dentition again, feeling the nearly unendurable joy around my cock. I gripped her coxa, moving my cock in and out of her ass faster and harder. My balls slapping against her drenched puss, and she lay supple and submissive under me. I pull all the way back, seeing her sozzled cakehole loose like a hungry lilliputian oral fissure before slamming my cock back into her ass. I feel her aerodynamic lift herself, grasping the headboard again, as my balls tightened at the stretch of her back.

She began to push back against his cock, wanting it even deeper in her ass, whimpering and moaning as he stretched her wider. He leaned over her offer physical structure, one manus pressing again into her sopping pussy as he bit at her shoulders. He felt her lower back dip, allowing him to conjure even deep, and then gave shout when her felt the walls of her ass catching around his cock. He felt a pleasure so sharp it was almost pain as his putz 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 side, his softening cock still in her ass. He felt her hips unconsciously move as he kissed her cervix, fingers gently rubbing her nipples. Every few minutes a shudder would motivate through her body, he 'd take heed a whispery groan. He continued the delicate, slow movements of his hired hand. When he used his hands to trace her knees up, she moaned again, and then sharply gasped as she felt his stopcock growing in her ass. `` You 're such a good girl, '' he whispered, as his hips began to pump again. `` Oh no. Not again, '' I said. I exploded in her ass, shooting lading after burden into her. Then I pull out of her and she collapses on the bed.

Morgan got up and walked slowly to the bath and got ready for a shower. Under my gaze. Turning the piss on and letting her robe open, my middle looked upon her smooth skin with lust. The curve ball of her bosom hanging forward, the chocolate-brown nipples at the very tips. The lower delicate turn of her stomach rolling down towards a bare scissure, the darker skin of her outer labia in line with her finespun E. B. White skin. Morgan glanced in the mirror as she hung her robe on the hook ; her eyes sparkled back beneath shoulder distance blonde pilus. Her minor but firm tit rising to belittled browned nipples met her regard ; she stepped into the water and pulled the drape closed. Letting the hot water roll over her skin relaxed Morgan, the way quickly filled with steam as she slowly lathered her pilus up and begins to fondle her skin with a body wash. As she leaned back to wash her hair her hands rose over her breasts feeling the mamilla harden under her touch, as if by instinct she rolled her mammilla between her fingers enjoying the soapy slippery flavor on her skin. Momentarily lost in the look of hot piddle and her hands, Morgan knew but didn't do anything for the growing flavor between her legs. She is still enjoying the euphoria we created for each former. Her sprightliness goes on. Only that she will carry on to surrender to the raunchy sensual sex and to my huge cock, her body craves and responds to me. As a woman she is completely satisfied .