Making Love To My Darling

It will mean less pain for what is to come” he cooed. Enraged her slammed forward, the bloodied shaft easing his way, the Cobra tunnelling deep, the hooded head smashing into her cervix. Her body glistening with perspiration, twitching, thrashing and humping at thin air. Each mans hands never leaving Eddys body. Just as well the farm was isolated. With a huge grin, showing blackened teeth, he grabbed at his cock, thrusting his hips obscenely in her direction. The old barn was buzzing with activity and cries of anguish. His “thing” came closer and closer until it disappeared from view, obscured by large swinging testicles. As the shock stick cracked in the air once again, she immediately sat up, chest heaving, hands at her sides, legs open.