Saturday, May 19, 2018

David McLean, Part II


David McLean, Part II

David rams his thick, long porcelain cock into my nickel hole of a cunt. He goes in so far. Oh god, I think, he’s hitting my womb. I can’t take it, I say to him. He thrusts himself into me as hard as he can and tells me I’m a big girl. No, Daddy, I say, you’re such a big man, and I’m just a little girl. This excites him so much that he thrusts deeper than I’ve been penetrated ever before, grunting like an animal on top of me. His breath quickens. Grab my ass, he says. He takes my ass in his hands, as I take his in mine. You’re a big girl now, he says. Where’s mommy? Where’s mommy? Why don’t you do this to her? Mommy is dead, David says, you can sleep in mommy’s bed every night now; you’re making Daddy very happy. He thrusts in even further. No, I can’t take it any deeper. I’m out of breath. He pulls out and sticks his cock halfway into me. Praise the lord, I whisper to myself, he has listened. David’s breath quickens. You’re such a good girl, he says to me. I squeeze his ass harder. The next thing I know he’s heaving himself in and out of me. I don’t mind anymore. It feels so good. His breathing is so heavy and fast as he ejaculates a large amount of semen into my nickel hole. It’s dripping out of me until he stops the flow of come coming out of me with his underwear. I’ve got to piss, I say. I’ll come with you, he says.