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“Do you mean it?” I muttered, voice hoarse. “Of course, I do, I made a promise, didn’t I?” Lucy smiled affectionately, “But you have to prove yourself… Pet.” My body teemed with the pleasure coerced from within, and expressed it with the pathetic shifts of my hips. Only my mind remained completely unsullied, but Lucy wouldn’t allow me even that much. Oh, how I wanted to give her the last of myself. Oh, how I ached to become the thing etched on that dogtag. I might’ve kept my last shred of dignity, but Lucy sensed it before I could strengthen it, and she did something I had no chance of resisting. Her pressing crotch suddenly grew stiff. Her breath became short and raspy on my neck, ravenous and aggressive. I felt something very unfemale swell between my cheeks, the shaft widening, the tip parting my crack. It was hot, throbbing, and huge. When I looked into Lucy’s reptilian eyes, the slit pupils were dilated, and her black lips were drooling with hunger. She suddenly grabbed my face, pushed my cheeks together, and drove her tongue between my squished lips. Her mouth consumed me dominatingly, and I wilted in it, my eyes rolling back and my tongue subserviently reciprocating. She took a fistful of my hair and tore my face away, leaving me mouthing pathetically for her kiss as she stared imperiously into my eyes. “Scream for me, you slut.” She hissed. I did. Lucy pressed her tip to my puckered aperture, and buried herself to the hilt. I shrieked to the ceiling, my back drooping, my arms stretching above and behind me as I bent with my arch. My insides uncoiled for her advance, the fleshy resistances forced open with every inch, the walls pressed flat against the cavity, stretched desi to their limits. Horrible pain shot deep into my colon, and with it, incalculable pleasure. Lucy removed her hand from my pussy, and cupped my exalting mouth. Above her pressing palms, my eyes were wide and trembling, and they only widened as she eased herself back. Her cock was too girthy for me, and my pelvic floor stretched from my crack with her retreated, the flesh forming a debauched tent along her exiting pole. She made it to the crease of her cock, then she rammed into me again, and again, and again. I squealed muffled pain and pleasure, tasting myself on the palm that muted me. My pussy spurted with every thrust, the sticky lust running down my trembling legs, some of it navigating my crack to mercifully lubricate my violation. My mind began to go blank in the heat of it, aware only of the piercing invasion, the depth of her defilement, then the stretching of my exit. My rim expanded to a white circle of tortured nerves, delighting in ever bump and vein that passed through them. The sensations became too much. My tongue lolled stupidly from my mouth, licking the hand that suppressed my screams. My breasts jiggled with the force of her drives, slapping on my indian chest, forming a rhythm with the violent clapping of my glutes, whose fat rippled with Lucy’s impacts. “Make me your slut! Make me your pet!” I exalted senselessly, begging for her to break the last of me. She did. My shithole clenched with spasms, my pussy fluttered from within, a feeling of tension began to wind relentlessly in my depths. My screams grew in intensity, each one filled with desperate breaths, each one becoming higher and higher. You left the door open! “Do that, Ruth. We did some research and bought tickets for the trip of a lifetime. I let out a little yawn. Remarked Sam, adding explanation to Kate and I. We just nodded in oblivious agreement. Please stop crying! Now she spoke to him. Though Lily now wasn't sure what she wanted. May need no further instructions and took daddys cock desi into her mouth. Everything else was removed from her cell. -see you soon! 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