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2025-05-25 21:24:10“Shut the fuck up you dirty slut”
Pamela was screaming at the top of her lungs on a Saturday morning by 7:00am. She was going to wake the whole street up. Well there was nothing she could do about it. She was bound hands and feet with her ass in the air like a thanksgiving turkey while getting stuffed with Richard’s enormous dick.
“Shut the fuck up or I’m gonna spank you”
“Y-yes daddy”. The words barely left her lips when Richard pulled out his dick and slapped her so hard on her clit.
“arhhh”, she let out a shrill cry. He didn’t let her finish, he forcefully slid it back again.
“That’s it”, Richard growled, “Take it like a good little slut”. He made clear his dominance.
“Fuck me daddy, fuck me hard”.
His veined dick was so thick she could feel her tight, wet pussy stretch with every thrust; her inner walls greedily clinging to his dick as if begging for more. Her body was on fire, but not the bad kind.
Every inch of her screamed of sensitive submission. She could feel the thick ridge of his cockhead rubbing against her clit, hitting it just right with every stroke.
“fuck-fuck-daddy, yes!” she sobbed, her voice breaking as he angled her hips higher, driving into her even harder.
Richard leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. “You love this, don’t you? Being my filthy little fucktoy?” his teeth grazed her earlobe before biting down, just enough to make her cry out.
“Y-yes, Daddy! I’m yours-ah!-I belong to you!”
His hand slid down her trembling belly, fingers finding her swollen clit again. He circled it slowly, tauntingly, before delivering another sharp slap. Pamela jerked against her restraints, her pussy clenching around him in a sudden violent spasm.
He flipped her to the side like a raw sandwich, like a dirty fucking whore. He stretched his hand and pulled out a bottle of lube from under the bed.
“What’s that for, daddy”
He said nothing, quietly removing the cap and emptying the entire bottle on her ass.
“Daddy, what are you doing”?
He spread open her ass, and gently began rubbing it with his thumb. He then pressed his thumb firmly into her asshole, and began sliding it, in and out, and then without warning, he stuck his dick in her ass.
“ffffuck”, she screamed. This time, she was sure she’d woken a few neighbors up. It was painful, but yes, Pamela loved pain.
One large hand gripped the base of her bound wrist, yanking his cock deeper into her asshole.. The other hand found her nipple, pinching and twisting until she gasped, her back arching in desperate submission. Occasionally, his balls would slap her clit and she’d shriek in both pleasure and pain
Slowly the hole widened and widened till it gave way. She could feel his dick up in her belly. She could feel his cap going in and out of her asshole. She could feel every vein on his humongous dick.
As though she hadn’t had enough, he picked up the extra-large dildo from under the bed and pushed it into her pussy.
That one did the trick.
“Daddy, I’m cuming, I’m cuming”.
“That’s it,” he snarled, “cum for me, you dirty slot. Let me feel you milk my cock”
He intensified everything, the rhythm of his waist, the movement of his hand. Pamela’s holes were stretched to their limit. She was there, she could see the light. But just as it was about to happen, there was a knock on the door.
Richard froze in his tracks. “Shit, shit. Not now. Not fucking now”
“What’s wrong?” Pamela asked barely able to talk, with sweat dripping from her head to toe. “Who’s at the door?”
“THAT’S MY FUCKING WIFE!”
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