Finally, as exhaustion claimed her, the original torments wove back in seamlessly.
The father-in-law grunted. He pulled out of her ass with a wet, catastrophic sound.
Her gaping asshole stayed open, a red, ruined ring, seed and filth leaking from it onto the stone in thick, continuous ropes.
Finally, as exhaustion claimed her, the original torments wove back in seamlessly.
The father-in-law grunted. He pulled out of her ass with a wet, catastrophic sound. Her gaping asshole stayed open, a red, ruined ring, seed and filth leaking from it onto the stone in thick, continuous ropes.
He stood up.
His cock, still erect and dark, hung heavy and glistening. He walked around to her front. He looked down at her face — tear-streaked, swollen, her mouth open and gasping, her eyes half-closed with exhaustion.
"Come on," one of the other men said, drinking his wine. "Aren't you going to take your seat? Plenty of time before the market opens."
The father-in-law chuckled.
