Hard sex. BDSM

He filmed her dilated anus and how the toy itself completely disappeared in her straight passage and was no longer visible at all, as it touched the stool with its buttocks. And now she looked like a girl who sat down to rest on a stool, how tired she was.

He was filming her body, so perfect that his cock was drawn to her, wanting to make contact with the surface of her skin. Natalia looked at his genitals with lust, and he tried to fix her gaze, turning on the short video mode at times to capture the slight tremor of the skin on the buttocks and perineum, which could only be noticed in macro photography.

– Just a minute.

She could feel her crotch burning like a bonfire, and her ass was bursting so hard that a log was inserted there, straight through, without sharpening or removing the bark, because the walls of her anus were giving off an impulse, as if ants were running inside and bees were biting.

She stood up, and Igor immediately appeared with the camera to film the big gaping ass that appeared after the expansion. Smalldrops of blood dripped from her anus, but she didn't feel anything like that, and she was relieved бthat she had worked a full week at work, and that she had been fucked in the ass for a whole week as she stood in the newsroom hallway.

– Level one completed. Offset.

Open your mouth.

He presented his long cock and, bending her forward, passed through her throat in one motion and slapped her back with the whip. She wanted to throw up, scream and go to sleep under the covers, hugging a small soft toy with her stomach and fall asleep, but now a big cock was fucking her, and she couldn't do anything else.

And at that moment, she wanted to feel that pain again, the pain in her perineum, which tactfully connected her thighs and buttocks into a single whole, into a single area of pain, that she lost the feeling of feeling her figure and imagined herself at that time as a pillow where needles were easily stuck, and at the same time as a chimney that was cleaned.

She tried to caress his scrotum, running her slender fingers along his thigh and scratching with her nails, and moving closer to his anal opening to massage his prostate, push on it so that she would get the maximum amount of sperm that would quench her thirst and allow her to eat a little.

And now she felt the first drops of the life-giving moisture that she had been waiting for today. The portion she got was bigger than she'd expected, but she made an effort to swallow it the first time.

But after a while, she felt warm, but it wasn't semen. Igor urinated in her mouth and did it with a face that showed nothing: no surprise, no pleasure, no fear, no joy. He just poured it into her mouth, and at first, confused, Natalie began to drink it, and then, holding it in both hands, looked up at him with a questioning and thirsty look-more.

Then he turned around and forced her to lick his crotch from behind. She did this with her face pressed against his and her hands wrapped around his cock like a lifeline to hide her shame and disgust. The fact that she was more familiar with the shape calmed her, and his genitals were now the soft toy she had dreamed of when she was sitting with her anus on the " skittleball "that she called it.

He turned around and hit her on the head with his cock

– I'll be right back.

Then he came back with the skittles they'd already forgotten about.

"Put this salve on and sit down, you wanted to." I'll shoot from different angles. Sit down with your feet on the floor.

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