"Fuck me HARDER!" she wailed, twisting in agony, impaled on my meat."Fuck me HARDER!" she wailed, twisting in agony, impaled on my meat. "Please!" she shrieked, between thrusts. "Hard. Fuck me HARD!" I complied with her demands, slamming into her with one last brutal stroke; a wailing shriek like I'd never heard before in my "career" ripped from her lungs, and I came then, her pleading words and agonized screams pushing me over the edge. I pulled out of her ass, the last drops of cum dribbling from the eye of my prick. I was in such a frenzy still that my dick didn't even really go soft, only sagged. Karen lay on her back, humping the air as a powerful orgasm ripped through her young body, an orgasm *I* had tortured out of her. I grabbed my belt and started whaling the lower half of her prone torso, my blows landing across her pelvis and lower belly, meeting her thrusts. She twisted and wailed as I continued to lash at her, and yet she humped up to meet the blows, grinding and twisting her hips in ecstasy. Finally my frenzy was spent. Karen lay there covered in sweat, sobbing silently, her belly, crotch, and upper legs a brilliant, swollen red, breathing raggedly, her face red and tear-stained. Her breasts were decorated with my teeth marks, smaller red welts dotting the upper part of her torso where I had clawed her in my passion. I stood, sweating and now nearly erect again from the beating I'd just given this juicy little tart, contemplating the fruits of my passion. |