However, with her desperate attempts to impale her japan skull upon me, I grew bolder in my understanding of her meaning. I put both hands on her head and held her as deep as I could naturally go. I then began to bear down on her, with constant pressure from my hips pushing and my arms pulling, I could feel her tight throat beginning to expand. I could feel every contour, ever rib of the muscles and cartilage that lined her esophagus and trachea as I slowly advanced. Melanie, with her oxygen cut off, ceased any action on her part, staring teary-eyed up at me as she surrendered her throat to me. Unfortunately, it was too much for her and her reflexes kicked in and she broke free. She fell to her hands and knees, coughing and heaving. Copious amounts of saliva, churned into a sticky slime from my cock plunging her throat, poured out of her mouth creating long viscous strands that clung to her body as they'd swing into her chin and chest. I began to lean down, concerned for her safety. "Are you alright, Mel?" I asked, scared. "More!" She cried hoarsely as she rose back to her knees her gaping, slimy mouth seeking out its abuser, eager to have it back, raping her tender orafice. Slinging her arms around my hips, gripping my ass in both hands tightly, she soon had my cock buried at the back of her throat, desperate to be my personal cocksleeve. She had taken a deep breath prior japanese to reinserting my manstaff, hoping that an abundance of oxygen beforehand might buy her the time to properly sheath my sword nurses in its rightful place. To help her, I once again, placed my hand on her head and drove forth, but with more force and less care for her safety. I grunted and groaned as I pressed deeper. Partly from the pain of how tight she was, but mostly from the pleasure of feeling her all around me as I pressed home. Melanie's face was turning red and her eyes signalled her frustration at her limitations to accomodate my generous tool. Still though, she started this chinese and I was going to finish it. Inch by painful inch, I slipped deeper into her. She rocked and convulsed as she fought her bodies demands to dislodge me, but we were so close. Her teeth dragging across my flesh as she could not open any wider, forcing my cock to constrict to pass into her. With one final thrust, I was home. I felt her face pressed against my pelvis, her balls firmly seated on her chin. She was still looking at me, though in terrible discomfort, I knew she was still with me and very pleased with herself. Her hands relaxed their iron grip on my ass cheeks and for a few seconds, we enjoyed the moment. "You are amazing, Mel." I said to her, softly stroking her face, "I asian love you so much." Although unable to speak, breath or make sound, Mel signalled her appreciation by stroking my ass and kneading it like a content kitten. I reached down and felt the expansion of her throat and the pressure from my touch through to my cock embedded within. I wanted to cum and I knew she would've loved to have it after all that work, but it was simply not meant to be this time. As wonderful as the sensation was, it was painful for both of us and Melanie would soon exhaust her oxygen. I slowly began withdrawing, the sound of the cartilage in her throat popping back, the slosh of saliva being displaced by the suction created by my cock was music to my ears. I exited Melanie's mouth and she sat there, her mouth wide open as the saliva/mucus mix poured out. Thick strands hung from my long thick shaft, some slowly lowering toward the floor, others still attached to Mel. "Thank you." She mouthed, her throat too battered to speak at the moment. Melanie leaned forward, taking my slime-coated cock in her hand and leaning forward, pressing her face into my groin. Rubbing her head and cheek against my swollen shaft, she began kissing it and my balls in reverence and gratitude for allowing her the opportunity to worship. Something had snapped inside Mel to compel her to do what she did and now, it was my turn. "What on earth are you doing?!" “If you like that just wait till I fuck it!” I told her. Aiden turned around, and his eyes widened. japan She wondered if he was chinese feeling some residual awkwardness after last night. Ch2 Their heads rose, their shoulders relaxed, and they eased out of their crouching stances. “There is a deerskin whip on the cabinet over there” said Grigori, japanese directing the fair-skinned slave girl. I push my cock nurses asian barely a quarter way in. I held still then Dan nodded again "Ok, keep going." She was dirty, and starving, and sore from the night before. Now my face was buried in her ass as we both pushed for my tongue to go deeper inside her.