My First Anal Fisting Experience

I turned from him starting to move away. He ran a finger over another surface, checked it for dust, the again wiped the area with the cloth. Pornhub Shame filled me, the shame of being raped, a deeper humiliation from my enjoyment of his wild fucking. He would run his hand over a table or chair, then run the hankie over the same place, a neat freak I guess. Nasty sticky spit ran over me, not unlike my own discharge between my legs. “No expense was spared in this condo. I turned to him my eyes glaring. Pounding in my ass balls deep, he crushed underneath him, bending me to his purpose. Now, Sandy…tell me about the bed, what kind is it?” He asked me. “Over here is the fully stocked