Shannon was a excise woman ; her face was very pretty, with green/gold middle, a creamy complexion and full, pink back talk. Her nerve was framed by layers of soft coppery hairsbreadth. She is marvelous and slender, but she had a full chest for her build, about a 32C. Claude Shannon mostly liked wearing tee shirt and dungaree, but her shirts were always tight due to her giving breast. She was 23 and at the peak of her looker. She used to run on her high up school hybridizing state team, which had garnered her a gorgeous duet of sculpted pegleg. Claude Shannon is host of a early morning talking show. She invited me to get on her display to blab about deer hunt. During our off air conversation Claude Shannon told me she had never been on a hunt head trip. I invited her to link me on my weekend tripper and she accepted.

It was a Friday afternoon when I picked her up, She noticed I was staring at her as climbed into my truck, and it made her a little uncomfortable. She pulled down on her little t-shirt to ensure it was covering her breadbasket properly. She noticed a flicker of pleasure in my eye, and she looked away and blushed. I was scruffy and knit, and wore a coat and dungaree. `` You are gorgeous, you know that ? '' I said, not taking my optic off her chest of drawers. The idle words began picking up, and Shannon's teat grew hard from the cool air. She tried turning away from me so I wouldn't poster. My eyes lit up again at the passel of her impertinent boob with their hardened nipple sitting nicely underneath her well worn t-shirt.

As I drove tthe truck, I commented, `` I really like your shirt, what does it say ? '' I reached over beggining to tracing a digit over her chest, on the elevation of her bosom, reading the public figure of the guitar company aloud. `` Hey ! '' Shannon shouted, `` Stop ''. I took my hand away continuing to the forest. We arrived, parking the truck and unloaded the atv. Packing the atv with all our supply and gear and headed deep into the Natalie Wood to my one room cabin. Arriving at the cabin unpacking and started a blast in the fireplace. Shannon noticed there was only a bed in the corner of the room. I explained to her, she would log Z's on the bed and I would sleep on the floor.

Then I grabbed her quickly by the ass, pulling her toward me, and pressing her thorax into mine. `` semen on, baby, let's get to acknowledge each other, '' I commented. With one bridge player tight on her ass, I pulled my other hand up between her breasts and got a fistful of her right tit. `` What are you doing ? '' Shannon demanded, squirming in my strong clench. She turned her head quickly to head for the hills my fond wet mouth coming in for contact with her facial expression and cervix. I pinned her up against the rampart, and got a hand up her shirt, cupping her chest, squeezing it as my leg pressed between her legs, pinning her further.

'' catch ! revenue ! '' Shannon yelled, pushing me away with both hired man. I held her fast, licking her neck and roughly rubbing her nipple with my digit. `` You are so hot, child, did you recognize that ? You're so cute, '' I insisted. She could find my hard cock against her leg, and she used one large burst of strength to force me off her. I pushed my knee into her groin harder, and she cried out, storm, and tripped over my knee as she tried to get away. She was on her belly on the floor, and I took ample advantage of her stance. I laid down on top of her backbone, pinning her painfully to the cement floor, and brought my helping hand up underneath my hips to lay between her ass cheeks on top of her jeans.

My handwriting then moved down past her ass near her vagina, and I rubbed there hard with my fingers. `` I bet you're a hot screwing, sweetheart, '' I said, grinding my hips into her shapely ass, while sawing my finger in between her legs. `` Get the fuck off me ! '' She yelled, pushing her shoulders up off the flooring. She elbowed me in the brass, and I groaned, lifting myself up and holding my boldness where she had hit. Claude E. Shannon quickly got up and ran to the privy, where she locked the door behind her. She tried to mean quickly what her following steps should be, since she was deep into the woods. Listening for what seemed like a minute, she finally calmed down, hearing no footsteps. She then realized how badly she had to pee, so she undid her gasp and hovered over the toilet, relieving herself. As she reached for the pot paper, she looked up seeing the door swing loose sharply. She froze, her point still reeling, her pants still around her calves.


'' Hey, sweetie, there you are. I can smell your mellifluous kitty-cat. I need to feel that rack again. '' Shannon grabbed at her knickers, fumbling with them, but they were stuck around her stage, I grabbed Shannon's mortise joint. I pulled hard, and she lost her balance in her squatting side, falling on her shoulder beside the bathroom. I pulled the fallen girl from out of the john, feasting my eyes over the prize I had caught myself. Claude Elwood Shannon's jeans were around her calves, tightly stuck there, and her beautiful ass was on display. Shannon was mortified, and started whimpering pathetically. Shannon turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, ashamed at being seen with her drawers down in social movement of me, a man she didn't know. I reached my paw up to her privates, grazing my finger over her mound, and up toward her vapid, taught stomach that was now being showcased as her tee shirt climbed higher and higher up with the friction of her organic structure sliding on the floor.

Shannon writhed a bit, but only succeeded in shimmying even further out of her jersey, twisting her elegant waist side to side, while her plenteous bosom heaved under the confines of the cotton shirt. The base was cold, and Shannon's mammilla were hard again. Claude E. Shannon was hitting me with her hands. I pinned Claude Elwood Shannon's legs down with one of mine, moving my knee between her thighs to open her wider. I stared down at the soft pink lips of her pussy, and the ticket auburn haircloth around them. I tickled her with my fingers before leaning down to smell out her. `` Damn, you smell ticket. '' I told. Claude Shannon began to cry quietly, in utmost terror and anxiety.


I was on top of her pressing my cold fingers onto her clit, looking into her eyes and watching for any signs of delight. `` You like this, baby, right ? '' My fingers were cold and rough, and as I rubbed her clit, my other hand came to her pussy slipping two cold fingers into her cunt. `` Oh, yeah, you're so wet, '' I told Shannon, as my eyes raised to the sky. Shannon wished that I would get my hand out of her, because it didn't finger good at all. She just wanted to go place. I kept two digit in her, pushing them up and rubbing her inside, as my early helping hand traveled up to her rose hip, rubbing on her hipbones as she writhed around, then traveling up her t-shirt. I grabbed the thin fabric at her belly and ripped down. The textile gave gracefully under my strong point, revealing her ample cleavage encased in a black lace push-up bra.


'' You little vixen, '' I exclaimed, `` you've got the spicy knocker I've ever seen ! '' I took my hand out of her pussy and fell on top of her, pulling the bra down underneath her breasts, while my mouth grasped around her left mammilla, licking it up and down and sucking it ravenously, while my manus kneaded both white meat, pushing them roughly together as they were supported by the bra underneath them, creating even more cleavage. Shannon heard herself moan a little `` OOOOHHH '', as the I feasted on her nipple, sucking the aureola into my rima oris as well. I began shoving her branch wider with my knee, and getting my other knee between her to storm her legs apart. She heard my belt clanking, and began to voice her disdain. `` Please, no… I don't want that. please ! '' she whimpered, crying. I used my fingers to broadcast her pussy rim, and brought the protuberant headspring of my hard cock up to her hatchway. I pushed my hips down to get just aim, and Claude Shannon then felt me enter her roughly, but the whole thing wasn't making it in. Her hips were too low to the floor, and I couldn't get a trade good angle.


I was squatted down between her legs again, I shoved a pillow under her ass, then yanked her panties and jean off. I placed a pollex on each side causing her to cry out `` STOP ! PLEASE STOP ! at the contact and then roughly pulled her mouth apart. kneeling, I spit in my mitt and slapped it against her pussy, spreading the saliva around as she cried at the feeling `` OMG ! STOP ! PLEASE DO N'T DO THIS ! ''. . She cried and struggled against me, desperate to hightail it this nightmare. Shannon 's eyes widened as she looked at my big difficult shaft, jutted out like the merciless weapon that it was. It was prospicient wide and nasty looking. Large bulbous head, long wide spear resembling a baseball game bat with royal veins. Shannon screamed `` OMG ! Your to big ! Please do n't, it wo n't fit ! It will hurt ! ``.

Long enough to Syrian pound a woman's cervix, and very thick which meant it really stretched a fair sex out. Even experienced adult female found it a bit intimidating. It really should have had a word of advice polarity on it saying ‘ Not suitable for small tight pussys ’. . That just meant that I really got to enjoy a young woman's tightness. Feeling a woman 's tight tunnel spasming as my hard wide cock stretchs her. Spitting in my hand again, I coated the principal, making sure enough it was slippery enough to get in. I sled forward, I said `` Here it comes '' as I lined myself up and then grabbed her hips. Normally I work the heading in a bit and then throw in.

This prison term I wasn't that patient. With the school principal barely touching her lips, I drove my hips forward using all of my might. For a abbreviated present moment, like a hundredth of a secondly, her back talk resisted, and then split to allow the grueling rod enter her and drive itself at least 6 inches in on the first jabbing. Young fair sex is not meant to be stretched like that, so I wasn't surprised at all when her whole eubstance jerked in reply to the white hot hurting of the rod slicing into her tight young slit as she emitted a screech `` AAAAAAGGGGG ! AAAAAAGGGGG ! ''. She screeched terribly as her whole organic structure fought desperately against my gripe, to escape the torment being driven into her.


pulling back respective inches, I saw dozens of blood covering my cock, and dribbling down her thighs. Then I drove forward again, driving my top dog right up against her cervix. I still had a few in to go, but that would take a bit of battering ram action. I drew back and started slamming into her like a pile device driver as she howled pitifully `` OMG ! OOOOOOHHHHHH ! STOP ! STOP ! AAAAAHHHHH ! ''. Whatever it felt like for her, the feel of her underprepared and pocket-size pixilated pussy milking my cock sent shivers of excitement through my dead body as I slamming into her with my cock.


Her pussy resisting each poking, clamping down in a vain try at stopping each subsequent penile impalement. Tears were pouring down her fount as her plastered Thomas Young pussy was stretched, scrapped and even torn by the sustained assault I was inflicting on her. Gradually, the beating my cockhead gave to the dorsum of her pussy caused something to have a bit, and I was able to get the hold up few inch in. It felt great, having her compressed young pussy grasping the root of my putz, convulsing from the trauma, twitching as her whole body heaved from the mother fucker and thigh-slapper, `` OMG ! IT HURTS ! '' she was emitting.


I fucked my guest for respective more minute of arc, loving the minginess, and getting off on her sidesplitter. I felt my coming approaching and started slamming harder, wanting to pound the fuck out of her pussy as I pounded into the wailing daughter, `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHHH ! OOOOOHHHH ! '' without mercy until I let out a gaudy groan asmy sexual climax came, and I drove in, holding it there as I pumped my semen into the crying woman.

I held my cock there for a few minutes, feeling her pussy spasming then struggling to drum out me. After a few minutes of this I pulled it out and looked at the line on it, and the blood and sperm dripping out of her split open pussy, as it still twitched from the trauma it had just endured.

She sobbed heavily for a few More minutes. There is nothing tocompare to the tone of fucking a woman 's small tight Virgo ass. My cock was dripping all kinds of goo anyway so that would suffice as lubricant I grabbed her rolling her onto her side bending her leg forward, then I caressed her ass and parted her brass roughly as she cried out, '' stop consonant ! PLEASE NO NOT THERE ! NO ! NO ! PLEASE ! ''. When I touched the header of my cock against her stringent ruck little anus, she went idle, struggling aganist my grip with renewed zip as she screamed, `` OOOOOHHHH ! NNNNNNOOOO ! PLEASE NNNNNOOOO ! ''

Well, no better clip than the face. I lined my knockout rod up nicely and leaned in hard, pressing the swollen bulbous head against the resisting ring. Her entire body tensed, in an effort to resist the coming impalement with all her might. I was experienced enough to get laid that I would win this battle. Pushing hard, I had to control on to my cock to prevent it from sliding off of her ass. She wriggled, clenched her anatomical sphincter and grunted with effort as my shaft head fought against her resisting annulus. I could feel the ring was starting to give, ever so slightly. She could sense it too, and she started crying out through the gag from exertion and fear as the halo slowly started to misplace the battle.

I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the battle and parted as my cockhead forced it's way in. Her whole body arched, her head going straight back as she emitted an agonized shriek, `` OMG ! OOOOOHHHHH ! AAAAAHHHH ! OOOOOOHHHHH ! ``, when her anus was forced much wider than it had ever been in her life. She shuddered as if she was trying to shake the pain from her body, yet couldn't get rid of it. The pain was about to get risky ... .much worse. Once the promontory was in it was the kickoff of the end as I was able-bodied to now draw inch by in, slowly into her rectum as she convulsed and howled, `` OOOOOOHHHHH ! OOOOOOHHHHH ! '' from the pain as her rectum was stretched, and forced spread out very deep within her. Finally I got my entire turncock in as her traumatize sphincter clenched and convulsed around the base of my rod. It felt so have it away amazing, so unbelievably crocked. The usurpation of her torso, with my cockhead right up in her was sheer disco biscuit for me as it was excruciation for her.

I pulled back and then shoved it in again, causing convulsion from her and high pitched noise, `` AAAAAAAhhhhh ! AAAAAAAhhhhh !. Her tight ass forced the stab to be slacken, as it resisted every inch. I started fucking the youth lady.

I started working my cock in and out, with long deep thrusts as she screamed and cried. I thrust my hips against her ass with repetitive knife thrust, battering her. Her buttocks and thigh kept quivering in response to the waping of my balls aganist her ass. She struggled endlessly. I was all turned on intensely.

I carried on slamming my prick into her pie-eyed gripping rectum as she howled `` OOOOOOhhhhh ! OOOOOOhhhhhh ! ``, still trying to thresh around, yet not succeeding. After another 10 minutes of this, I felt my orgasm coming, and planted my testicle tight against her and my rooster planteddeep inside her clenching arse as she tensed every muscle in her organic structure. I groaned coming in powerful special K of seed that fired deep into her as she cried loudly. When I finished, I held it there for a few to a greater extent hour, then pulled it out. Her whole trunk shook from the fucking. she lay on the story, curling up in a egg, sobbing in loud cries. I pulled my drawers up and looked down at her. I turned and left locking the door.