Becca cursed her human body one last time as it didn't have enough hands to touch every part of him through the stretched skin. She was ripe as a juicy peach and all that was left to do was close her eyes and savor the fullness of her being. She tensed and kicked and squeezed her lumps as she silently screamed her first orgasm with an abused diaphragm. Every spasm of her body hugged the metal cock inside and fed her orgasm to itself like a perpetual machine. Drowning in her ecstasy, Becca did not realize she was still sinking and by the time the wrecking ball climbing up her esophagus became too disruptive to ignore, her legs could no longer retract between her butt and the bricks of the street. The only way left was down, and she embraced it. The pressure on her lungs made it nearly impossible to breathe even before the first cock head clogged her throat and she felt the metal ball against the back of her tongue. Becca's vision went white then dark but she never stopped feeling and. And behind me, Yuri pressed the big bulb against my puffy lips. It hurt but I didn’t know what pain was until Yuri, with her superhuman strength, pulled my hips down on her giant unlubricated cock. Such a monster would have never managed to thread the eye of this flesh needle it wasn’t for her previous wish of athletic greatness.The gates of my secret garden bent, came apart, and got torn off their hinges. With malicious pleasure, Yuri showed her true self and thrust her instrument of pain back and forth between my hips as if she was a man or more like a crazed beast. I probably would have screamed loud enough to alert the Taiko club banging their drums two floors down but I couldn’t. Obeying Monika's command, my throat refused to make more than gasps. So, I just watched the bulge of Yuri’s strap-on push against the band of my skirt like an alien trying to burst out and I screamed twice as loud in my head instead.I must have passed out or gone crazy because the next thing I knew, the.
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