John gave one final thrust and emptied his cum deep into my bowels as my body shook from head to toe. Curling his fingers, he rubbed my prostate while he continued to pound my ass. His massive dong and knot slowly twisting inside my guts, and putting new pressure on my prostate. “I’m such a good master, I’m goung to give you something to watch while I fuck your bitch hole”. If more happens, I will relay it to you. As I lay there, semi-unconcious, feeling John’s pelvis slam into my asscheeks, he suddenly stopped pounding. As stated, this is a true story. And remember, no talking!”
John went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. I tried to answer that I was going inside, but was met with another painful kick to my crotch. My asshole was opening and closing around John’s cock and fingers. No sooner had I got my arms under me I felt a painful kick to my overworked balls, causing me to grunt and fall back down to the ground. And remember, no talking!”
John went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. At least 11 inches long and his knot was the size of a grapefruit! Comments are welcome. There wasn’t even any precum left to ooze out of my limp cock.
