Novels by Abena

***********the hard fucking is just getting more and more intense every fucking time, while each time a different object does the job perfectly and make her moan loudly and still begs for more******* Derek yanked the thick, dense wooden mallet handle out of my wet well fucked soaked cunt with a heavy, wet sound. A thick rope of my own juices followed it, splattering onto the already flooded kitchen island. My wet soaked hole stayed wide and twitching, leaking steadily. He then reached for a plastic squeeze bottle, the kind used for ketchup or mustard. It was smooth, slightly flexible, and empty, the soft plastic giving just enough under pressure while still firm enough to stretch. The tapered nozzle and cylindrical body made it easy to grip. A dark look crossed his face as he held it up. And as always my legs still remained spread wide, my stretched, wet well fucked soaked dripping cunt fully on display. “Put it in me… stretch me with that bottle…” Derek dragged the smooth plastic

******* the whole sex thing is just getting intense and crazy now, and the objects that are going into her pussy is getting wild each and every time but they both love it that’s why they are not even thinking of stopping the sex anytime soon because they are lost now in their dirty intense fucking deep penetration of objects in her pussy********** Derek yanked the thick, completely soaked carrot out of my wet soaked cunt with a wet, heavy sound. A thick rope of my juices followed it, splattering onto the flooded marble. My well fucked soaked hole stayed wide and twitching, still leaking steadily from the intense vegetable fucking. He reached for the wooden meat mallet. The handle was thick, dense, and slightly tapered, with a solid weight that felt heavier and more brutal than anything he had used so far. The wood was smooth but substantial, built for force. A dark look crossed his face as he gripped it. My legs were already spread as far as they could go. My well fucked soaked str

************the hard fucking with kitchen objects is really getting dirty now, because they are both going crazy for each other and dirty as well********* Derek yanked the thick immersion blender handle out of my wet soaked cunt with a wet, messy sound. A thick rope of my own sweet juices followed it, splattering onto the already soaked marble. My wet soaked destroyed hole stayed wide and twitching, leaking steadily. He didn’t speak this time. He just reached into the vegetable bowl, closed his fingers around a large, thick carrot with a long, firm, and tapered, with a natural curve and a rough, earthy texture at the top. The moment he gripped it, his eyes darkened. I watched him, with my chest still heaving, and the bra still clinging to my full breasts and just said the obvious out loud. “Put it in me…” Derek didn’t answer with words. He dragged the thick end of the carrot through the mess between my legs, coating it in my slick until it shone. Then he forced it into my wet des

*********they are both enjoying the sex and hard fucking now that, the objects are just getting more and more unimaginable but they don’t give a fuck because all the want is a sex and hard fucking that none of them is every going to forget, I mean they will always remember this day and what even got into them for them to go this crazy about each other and decide on going this far with the sex and fucking, all what matters now is best sex of their lives and that it********** Derek finally pulled the long, completely soaked ladle handle out of my dripping, twitching pussy with a wet pop. A heavy gush of my own sweet juices followed it, running down my ass and adding to the messy puddle already covering the kitchen island. My hole stayed open and pulsing, still leaking heavily from the intense ladle fucking. He didn’t pause. Derek reached for the immersion blender sitting on the counter, like as if he has been calculating every hard cum and stop, and made a list of all the objects he

*************this hard object fucking is just getting hard and much dirty each day every passing minute, because they are both lost in the intense pleasure now and not even thinking of stopping any time soon. Fucking until they are tired and can’t go any further more. Just hard sex to release all their stress and all the time they pretended not to be having feelings for each other, hard sex since they both can’t hide how much they want each other’s cock and pussy, it all about sex************ Derek finally pulled the heavy, completely soaked wooden pestle out of my well fucked dripping, twitching pussy with a wet pop. A heavy gush of my own sweet juices followed it, running down my soft and delicate ass and adding to the growing puddle on the kitchen island. My well fucked wet hole stayed open and pulsing now, it was still leaking heavily from the intense pestle fucking. He didn’t even pause and just like he always does, Derek reached for a long, sturdy ladle hanging nearby. The han

*****************at this point she is just lost and full to the highest level in having sex and this hard fucking of the different types of kitchen objects getting used in her pussy, her pussy is indeed getting destroyed with the kitchen objects one after the other and as well as different sizes too********Derek finally pulled the long, slim, completely soaked glass wine bottle out of my well fucked wet swollen dripping, twitching pussy with a wet pop. A heavy gush of my juices followed it as it always does whenever he pulls out, and the juices were running down my ass and adding to the messy puddle already covering the kitchen island. My wet swollen hole still stayed open and pulsing, and it was still leaking heavily from the deep glass fucking. It was as if the main purpose of the glass was to force all the cum out of my pussy, Jess because it was going so deep and bringing out all my juices at once. He didn’t even think of stopping or even pause. Derek reached across the counter