שׁוֹשָׁן משפשף שלה ענק תחת ב ה זכוכית

Her eyes springing open wide, she watched on as he reached up and undid the rope holding up his tattered, fraying shorts and tugged them down around a cock that must inspire envy in horses and nearly rivaled one of those fence post legs it hung between. Brigitte was speechless – and sore, from being railed for hours – but mostly speechless. “Holy– oh my God..” was all she could manage to breathe. His dick seemed to stretch on upwards without end from where she was laying at the man’s feet. “The wager was that if I beat you, I could do ‘whatever I want to you,’ no? I first opted to share you with the rest of the men you beat in your ‘training regimen,’ but now I want what’s owed to me.” Sven, apparently, was not going to wait for her response, and was not at all deterred by the fact that Brigitte wasn’t in much of a condition to move at this point. He knelt down, took up her toned waistline into either immense hand and lifted her entire body off of the mat. “What do you think you’re doing!?” the flailing shield-maiden shrieked as she was hoisted up into the air. Her legs kicked meagerly, her arms thrashed fruitlessly, and she soon found herself facing the same wall she had grown comfortable with over the past several hours. The apple-sized head of Sven’s bitchbreaker slipped in between the loose pair of lips that marked the entrance to her abused hole. Her feet dangled several feet above the mat. Brigitte craned around, squirming in Sven’s overpowering grasp. “I think Hardcore you should know by now, Ms. Lindholm,” swept the soft, almost soothing voice from behind her. That was when big ass he let go. Brigitte was no stranger to taking a fall. She leapt off of rooftops, down from cliff sides and out of windows, all in the name of justice and taking care of the powerless. So, when she fell the roughly two feet before coming to an abrupt halt, it shouldn’t have been that big of a deal. However, in all of her combat training to prepare to take up the mantle as Brigitte Lindholm, shield maiden and protector of the people, she hadn’t thought to prep for the possibility of being dropped two feet onto an enormous, throbbing dick and to allow gravity to impale her on the thing. Brigitte saw white for a moment, and her mouth dropped open – though she couldn’t be sure if she was making any noise through it or not – while Sven let her dangle there on his rock-hard pike rammed up into her body. Brigitte hung there, well and truly a fleshlight at this point, without any assistance from Sven. His giant donkey dick was all that was needed to keep her off the ground. “You’ve got a tight pussy, Ms. Lindholm,” remarked Sven. Brigitte wanted to quip back something witty to the effect of “yeah, with your dick replacing my fucking spine,” but when she opened her mouth to deliver her snappy comeback, what managed to escape her lips wasn’t exactly what she was planning to say. “Fuck me..” “What was that, Ms. Lindholm?” Sven probed curiously. “Fuck me, please.” “You’re going to have to spea–” “PLEASE!” Brigitte pleaded. She was no longer concerned with keeping up appearances for the common folk. She didn’t care if her slobbering, cock-crazed gaze was front page news with the headline “Famous Overwatch Member’s Daughter Gone Cock Crazy!” All she wanted was for Sven to pound her senseless. And pound her senseless he did. First replacing his hands on either side of her taut waistline, Sven took his time sliding her back up almost completely off of his deep-pussy divining rod only to essentially drop handjob her again. Each trip up into the air, Brigitte would feel her heart jump up into her throat in anticipation for the next stomach-bulging drop. Finally, she would rush down his length like a carnival thrill ride until she crashed into the base of his cock. Her head would rattle around like an inanimate bobblehead for a moment Natural tits until she gained her senses again, and by then she would be due for another womb-punishing plunge. Up and down, Brigitte was tossed around like a rag fuckdoll with her fair-skinned and well-endowed chest bouncing wildly. “You know, Ms. Lindholm, for someone who claims to be a protector of the little folk, you make for a much better cocksock,” snickered Sven just before driving Brigitte back down the way she came and burying his two-foot bone in her cunt. “Maybe he’s right..” though Brigitte – though her acknowledgment of her other career calling was in thought only, as her mouth was too busy letting out another ecstasy, lust-backed shriek. She was an intimidating combatant out on the fields, and could stand toe-to-toe with war veterans by the likes of Reinhardt Wilhelm who served as a sparring partner to her prior to resorting to picking fights. In the hands of Sven, however, she was little more than blow-up doll. At least, that’s how he was using her as he dragged her up blowjob and down on his shaft while his gorilla-sized hands closed almost completely around her waist. None were. “Again, Scott, you have some hair here that could be trimmed off as well, for the same reason. This thought brought a flicker of renewed desire inside her. He felt all sorts of emotions, but craved the sexual attention. Milan is panting and moaning. By the time I had finished chopping the wood, the afternoon had already started and the September heat was sapping my strength and leaving me drenched in sweat. No women. Once she Natural tits was clipped to the chain he began his full inspection. I had no freakin’ clue you’re my cousin!” “Oh, that feels so much better,” she sighed. I went out and set by the pool to just unwind for a minute. She had released at least four eggs, and so with a smile on my face I then worked her over very well to get her jollies and then withdrew to join Alexa in the cab. I quickly got up and left the room. I reached for her breast. She dried me off, taking special attention to my still hard member, as well as my ass. “When you’re ready to be mature and talk to us, tell us. He gave us a bar of soap each then turned a hosepipe on us. It was the old gym. I don't think I've EVER had an orgasm, sir,” she admitted. “My child shall handjob rule your princedom!” I growled. There was nothing she could do to escape. “I am sorry.” Jade said, dusting off her robes, and getting to wobbly feet, “I am distracted. big Hardcore ass Morgan's hands were warm against AJ's skin, softly stroking her face. OhhhOhh! He just stared like an idiot at me. We decided to watch a movie and not continue kissing because we were both getting aroused and didn’t blowjob want to test our luck again in the restroom. His balls boiling and needing release. I know this for she’s already tested it across my buttocks. I didn’t want to show the weakness of failing to defeat my bonds while I was in front of those pathetic slave girls, but once alone I allow myself to fight with all my strength against leather and steel, writhing to break and tear bonds and working my jaw and tongue to try and expel the ball. “Why?” Lucy asked. “What do you think dad?” Katie asked. He pulled out and thrust again, going deeper, then again, until he was fully inside, filling me completely. “Say it!” I snapped, my mind burning with pain. Ok I’m getting a little carried away here but now that you know the end of the story, let’s start with the beginning.