***********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
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