I would love for a d********* to make me yank my pants and underwear down to my ankles, and stand quiet while she teases every inch of my body. When I start groaning and h****** my hips and begging to be jerked off she laughs. She berates me for getting a hardon. Then she sits down and hauls me over her naked thighs. “This is what you uncontrolled bastards deserve!”, she screams. Then she proceeds to smack the s*** out of my a**. My b********* are red and I am crying like a b****. Soon she tires and pushes me off her lap. “Get up you b****!”, she screams at me. After I stand up, I rub my buttocks to relieve the pain. “Does Widdle baby’s a** hurt?”, she mocks. With that she push me face down on the bed, with my a** over the edge. I look back through tear clouded eyes to see her buckling up a s******. “Oh No,”, I groan. She pats my a**, “If you think your a** hurts now, I got something which will knock your socks off.” With that she puts her legs on the outside of mine, pours baby oil over my b******* and that dildoe attached to her. She lines that buttrammer up with my r***** and pushed it all the way in. “Oh F***!”, I groan. Soon she is plowing my a****** like an experienced farmer. That d*** is sliding across my prostate driving me insane with lust. “Take all my big c*** you crybaby!”, she screams. My a** is on fire but I feel the c** rumbling in my balls. I am about to have the biggest o***** of my life. “Please mistress can I c**!!”, I beg. She keeps me impaled as I stand up. Now she rams my a** as we stand. My bloated d*** is a deep red and my dickhead is purple. “Does the sick pervert want to c**?”, she pants as she rams harder sweat pouring off her body. “God, yes!”, I grunt through gritted teeth as I feel that c*** slide among my bowels. “Go ahead and c**, you sick b****** !”, gripping my bloated d*** I lose sanity as I jerk my fuckstick like a deranged man. I howl and grunt loudly as c** fires out of my spasming d***, landing on the bed. My eyes roll back in my head. My mistress rams one last time, almost lifting me off my feet. She pushes me forward and I land face down in the gooey mess I spurted on the bed. She gets ready to leave and while panting I ask her when she could come back. I believe in falling for her.