Thread: Radio Ravage! (Jack Stalker and Whispered Secret)

Dakotas entire body ached, Michael was jack hammering into her battered pussy, ruthlessly forcing every inch of his bulging cock deep inside. Her dripping slit red and swollen, stretched around his plunging rod. Lifting her leg and opening her completely, she almost came again. His big cum filled balls grinding against her hard little clit, his fat cock head prodding and pounding at her cervix, she stared down at the light shiny wood grain of the desktop and dug her fingernails into her palms to stop the explosion building inside her. Struggling to hold back, his threats to fuck her tiny little backhole once again made her nervous that no matter what she did he was going to do exactly that. Fuck! Michael..please!! Jerking back and forth with his unending thrusts, her skin damp with a thin layer of sweat, the long fine strands of her hair sticking to her flushed face. Michael started hinting about a video and her kitten blue eyes wide in sudden terror, her ravished insides tightening so much that the next ferocious thrust had her screaming out into the room, her cries mixing with Michaels deep growl curses. For a few seconds, only their harsh breathing was heard over the mike. Michael plugging her so tight with his thick throbbing shaft that she could barely tighten around him. He started thrusting again, one long slow stroke out, until her pussy was dripping and fluttering around the thick spongy head, and then he would drive his hips forward, brutishly spearing into her again. All she could think about now was him fucking her, his hands roamed all over her body while he took what he wanted from her. She knew she was suppose to be trying to concentrate...there was something she should be trying to figure out, but with him relentlessly playing her body so every nerve craved his touch, overwhelming her so all she wanted was to be his filthy little cock whore. He pulled completely out of her and before she knew what was happening, had flipped her over onto her back, her leg flying over his head, landing on his shoulder. Looking into her eyes, Michael stabbed back into her raw depths. Her back arched off the table, trying desperately to suck air into her lungs. Michael plunged into Dakota again and again, she felt the table impact with the wall, jarring them both and heard him bark out an order to do as she was told, growling the words while he drilled into her so furiously she could scarcely string a coherent thought together let alone understand what he wanted from her. Her hands flew behind her head, bracing against the wall, her muscles flexed and trembling. Shaking her head back and forth, a lock of her silky hair catching on her swollen lips. I cant think! Please, oh god please Michael...yessss fuck me!! So good, dont stop please...I..ahhhhhgod!! Her eyes filled with tears..she needed to cum so bad, but knew there was some reason she needed to hold back, looking into his savage gaze, fat tears escaping to glide down her cheeks. Please!! I need to feel your thick burning cum filling my tight little cunt, need you so much I ache! Oh god...need to cum so bad Michael..cant hold back...your fat cock filling me so hard..so raw...hurts fuck!!! she was begging him now, her every thought on his, on needing him to cum, needing Michael to take her like she always fantasized about. Dakota wanted to be treated like a slut, an object there just to please him. She had never felt this kind of flaming desire, it felt like she was disintegrating in an inferno of profane pleasure. I need you, need your huge cock wrecking my pussy! Oh god I want you to cum inside me so bad...please, want to feel the thick ropes of your fiery seed bursting deep inside my quivering cunt until you overflow. Cum leaking around the thick pole you have buried so fucking deep...so fucking full...oh god..Im not..I cant..please!! MICHAEL!! Dakota cried out, her voice hoarse with passion and need, She twisted and struggled under him, if he didnt ease up soon she would cum no matter what he ordered or threatened her with. I..I cant...stop just a little...please!! One hand reached down to press against his hip, uselessly trying to slow him, fighting to get away just a little, she was frantically writhing under the onslaught of his vicious unyielding thrusts, his hands all over her, slapping, pinching and touching, driving her insane, the painfully pleasure destroying her completely. Oh god! Fuck me..yess, please let me cum...oh god..I need to cum!! Michael please!!!