“Why didn’t I do this yesterday after work?” I wondered. “I didn’t put up a good enough fight” I thought. XXNX However my pleas went unheard. “Why didn’t I do this yesterday after work?” I wondered. “What the…” was all I could mutter before it happened again. He shortened his pushes, but each one was more forceful than the last. Pierre began to slow down and lazily sort of just fell off of me. “Oh no… I was literally being drilled. I closed my phone and traded it for the TV. It was a bright pink, and at least eight inches long, big enough to lie across his leg as he curled up. When it came out it made a long “schluuuurp” sound, and my rectum felt relieved to be empty now. He brutally fucked me again harder this time, my mouth fell open from shock and my breathing was spasmic. Whatever it was had to be the size of a baseball, the pain was too much.
