“That maniac used his cock like a butcher’s meat mallet to beat your pussy into softness…” said, as face lit up with lust in the moonlight. Standing on my knees in the middle of the bed, I pulled my nightie up by grabbing the hem and lifting it up. Amateur porn I raised my rear slightly and I waited for him to bury his stubble face in my nymp-hole and dip his tongue into my nectar again. As his face came closer to mine, the smoky smell of whiskey filled my little nose again. With my ankles behind my neck, he could have taken me by my buttocks, sat me on his stake and easily put me on his roller-coaster and bounced me up and down. Now my soft oyster had fully opened its shell, showing its pearl the size of a nipple, but he had lowered his gun. He got off the bed, picked up his clothes and walked out of the room with my dad, who had been silently watching the whole thing until that moment. When he touched my ankle lightly, I continued my fake sleep. So eager and playful was his slapping that an outsider would have thought he was a sadistic monkey attacking an anthill with a tree branch.
