loved it, my naughty little brat, you came without asking me..." I am
trying to say that I am sorry as soon as he removes the masks but it gets
replaced by a gag before I get a ge.
"Turn your head Boy" I see a s and a picture of my bottom, in the
ter is my little pink backdoor. "I will be nid use some numbing
lube this time" (I only got my cherry popped two weeks before and the fact
that I am tight like crazy hopefully was the reason for his kindness). I
feel the lube and it gets all warm inside me, his latex glove covered
fingers slide in and out making me moan.
He shows me an inflatable plug and said that the last boy made it to 30. I
feel it going in with a tiny sting, more pleasure but as soon as the starts
pumping it I feel the stretg, he is ting up, I start whining more
and more, he orders me to push it out. I am trying and it starts to hurt, I
am losing my faith in the numbing lube...I am trying to tell him that I
' t but with the gag, there is no way of unication.
he stops and I see him attag a rope to my did pulling it up, I
start to feel the crop again.
"I will stop when the plug is out, Boy" That was motivation! It still took
me awhile but finally the monster plops out of me. I am panting like
dog. My empty hole gets filled by his fingers massaging my insides, I am
hard again and soon he pushes the plug ba and announces happily to go
to 25 pumps now. I see it all on the s, my backdoor being
stretched, suffering and my dick betraying me by being hard and
dripping. He holds a small bottle under one of my nostril, holds the other
one closes and tells me to inhale, I do that three times, it' s that warm
fuzzy feeling again, he yells "35, push it out Boy" and beings hitting my
cod balls, it all feels stimulating, I enjoy the crop and push it out,
it seems so easy no