My pussy was screaming at me in pain. That’s all it took, and he grunted. It was soft and pliable and followed the curves of my anus as it continued its journey inside me. I stumbled backward, afraid of being bitten, lost my balance, and fell on my back, my legs swinging upward over my head. “Um, oh, oh God,” I cried, beginning to lose control. “I’m so ashamed, everyone stood there and watched it happen,” I moaned. It just needs a nice massage,” Capt. Norris tell me. “No, Emily, don’t, not on your hands and knees,” Bradley yelled. Jumping up and looking around. “Oh, oh, fuck,” I screamed as the tube began to expand inside my bowels. The man I was sucking off was leaking into my mouth, and I could tell he was readying to let it rip soon. “No, Emily, don’t, not on your hands and knees,” Bradley yelled. Bradley noticed me and threw me the frisbee as the large dog ran to me and sat in front of me.
