Chapter 49: Confessions Turn to Challenges

My grin sharpened, eyes locked onto Lena. “You love being used by strangers, don’t you? Getting into that pillory wasn’t curiosity. It was you offering yourself up, surrendering, letting anyone take you however they wanted, no choice, no escape.”

Lena’s breath hitched, cheeks burning. “Maybe,” she murmured, voice unsteady, “it’s true that not knowing who’s using me, not being able to stop it, makes it even hotter. Am I crazy for craving being forced?”

Nora’s smirk deepened, eyes gleaming. “Forced, huh?” Her fingers curled into Lena’s hair, yanking her head back. “Let’s see how much you can take.” She shoved her down onto the carpet, movements sharp and dominant, pinning her effortlessly.

Annika was on her in an instant, knees pinning Lena’s thighs apart as she loomed over her, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “Stay still, slut,” she growled, grabbing both of Lena’s wrists and slamming them down against the floor. Lena bucked, testing the hold, but Annika only pressed in harder, her grip unyielding, her weight making escape impossible.

“Safe word?” Nora asked, her smirk deepening as she dragged her fingers down Lena’s bare shoulders, nails grazing her skin.

“Red,” Lena panted, chest rising and falling in rapid bursts, her voice shaky but eager.

“Good,” Nora murmured, her tone dripping with hunger. “Because unless we hear it, you get no mercy.”

“You love flaunting those massive melons, don’t you?” Nora taunted, snatching up a scarf and dragging it slowly over Lena’s flushed face. “You know what happens to teases. You beg for attention, and now you’re gonna learn what it means to lose control.” Without hesitation, she yanked the blindfold tight over Lena’s eyes, knotting it hard at the back of her head. “No peeking. Just take it.”

Lena squirmed, her breath quick and uneven, tits heaving, nipples stiff and aching. “You’re insane,” she muttered, voice shaking with nervous excitement.

“Insane enough to give you exactly what you deserve,” Nora sneered, grabbing Lena’s full, heavy tits with a rough grip. She squeezed hard, fingers digging in, thumbs rolling over her swollen nipples before twisting them mercilessly. “Fuck, just look at these fat tits, those puffy nipples ... how could any guy stop himself from forcing you down, raping you right then and there? You were made to be a plaything for men, nothing more.”

Lena gasped, her back bowing as a sharp moan ripped from her lips. “Yes! It’s all my fault...” she whimpered, her hips rolling instinctively, helpless under their touch. “I tease, so I deserve to be used.”

Annika smirked, her hand gliding lower between Lena’s soft, supple thighs. “Just look at this,” she taunted, fingers teasing along the smooth, pink lips of her youthful slit, brushing over the cute, swollen nub of her clit. “So warm, so eager ... don’t even try to deny it. You want some stranger to spread you open, to shove his thick shaft deep inside, don’t you?”

A louder moan tore from Lena’s lips, her hips bucking against Annika’s hand. “Yes, I want men to follow their instincts, to force themselves in me,” she gasped, voice trembling. “It’s all my fault ... I make them lose control.”

Her breath hitched, shame lacing her words. “And I ... I want them to. I want to be forced ... to be used.” Her body arched, betraying just how badly she craved it, her arousal undeniable. Then, barely above a whisper, she exhaled, “I want to be raped ... because I deserve it.”

My shaft twitched at the sight of Lena, blindfolded and helpless, her full tits bouncing with every tremor of her restrained body. Everyone was waiting for me to take her, the temptation almost unbearable. But even blindfolded, she’d know it was me, easily recognizing the size and shape of my thick rod.

Then, a wicked idea burned through my mind. Without another word, I turned and headed toward the bedroom.

“Keep her busy,” I muttered, catching Nora’s knowing grin.

Annika’s fingers plunged into Lena’s slick, yielding pussy, drawing a sharp gasp as Nora twisted her hard nipples without mercy. Their relentless teasing had Lena trembling, breath ragged, thighs quivering, her legs spreading wider as if surrendering completely to their control.

My bag sat in the corner, packed with everything I needed to break her down completely. Moments later, I returned, gripping it tightly, anticipation coiling in my gut as I set it on the floor. My fingers wrapped around the clit-suction toy inside, its curved, sleek design fitting perfectly in my hand. The soft silicone opening was made to latch onto her hypersensitive clit, delivering waves of suction and vibration so intense they’d leave her mindless, shattered, used beyond repair. The thought alone sent a painful throb through my cock.

When I showed the device to Nora, her eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh, I’ve been dying to try this out,” she whispered, a wicked grin spreading across her face as I handed it to her. The low hum filled the room as she switched it on, and Lena’s blindfolded head jerked at the sound. “What’s that?” she gasped, her voice shaky with fear and raw anticipation.

Nora gripped Lena’s trembling thighs, spreading her wide, brushing the toy teasingly over her soft, smooth slit. Those small labial lips barely parted, concealing the tender pink flesh beneath, looking as petite and innocent as a virgin’s, belying the reality of a slutty pussy that had been stretched and filled countless times, even used by a line of strangers while she surrendered completely. The vibrations barely touched her, but Lena’s moan was immediate, her small hips jerking instinctively, desperate for more.

I knelt between her sexy legs, patience gone. “Give it here,” I muttered, taking the toy from Nora. Adjusting the settings, I cranked up the intensity, watching Lena writhe beneath me, her young body reacting to the mere anticipation.

When I pressed the toy against her throbbing little nub, the suction latched on instantly, pulling a scream from her lips as her back arched violently. “Oh my God! What is that?” she cried, her voice breaking into desperate, breathless moans.

Annika clamped down on her legs, forcing them wide open, while Nora crushed her wrists against the floor, her grip unrelenting. She pressed her lips to Lena’s ear, her breath hot and taunting. “Struggle all you want, it just makes it better. You know you love this.”

Lena thrashed wildly, her hips bucking uncontrollably as I grabbed her thighs, pinning her down, keeping the vibrator locked against her tender clit. “Stay still,” I growled, tightening my grip as she writhed beneath me. “You begged for this, slut. Now take it.”

Her cries turned desperate, her blindfolded face contorting in raw torment and unbearable pleasure as the toy ravaged her tiny clit with merciless suction. Her entire body convulsed, muscles seizing, thighs shaking violently, trapped in the relentless assault. Moans ripped from her throat, louder, wilder, helpless. The sexy teen was breaking, resistance crumbling to nothing, her young, athletic body betraying her as the inevitable climax loomed closer, coiling tighter, mercilessly dragging her to the edge with no way to stop it.

“Scream for us,” I snarled, holding her tighter as the intensity pushed her closer and closer to the edge. My cock ached painfully, throbbing at the sight of this young temptress writhing beneath us, her huge tits bouncing, her long, toned legs twisting helplessly in our grip.

I was surprised by how watching this sexy bombshell fight her impending orgasm aroused me in a dark way, as if awakening a primal instinct, raw, brutal, the urge to take, to force, to rape. The thought sent a shiver through me, almost frightening in its intensity, as if some buried beast had clawed its way to the surface, demanding I empty my seed into her, spurred on by her resistance.

For a few seconds, I had to wonder why the male brain was so hardwired to crave this, to force pleasure on a woman who fought against it, to watch her body betray her. Was it the ultimate display of dominance, proving she had no control, not even over her own release? Or was this pleasure to break resistance, to overpower a deeply rooted desire to rape? Maybe it was the way her helpless body trembled, her mind refusing what her body couldn’t deny, the sharp contrast between struggle and surrender. Whatever it was, the way she fought against it, only to break, her moans growing louder, made my cock ache, my balls tightening painfully, so close to release, it felt like I could come just from watching.

Then, with a final, desperate cry, Lena shattered. Her body convulsed violently, muscles seizing as the orgasm ripped through her. Her hips bucked wildly, jerking against the unrelenting toy, her scream echoing through the room. Her massive jugs bounced with every spasming aftershock, her nipples rock-hard, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, the last waves of forced pleasure wracking her body until the toy finally slowed, leaving her twitching and spent.

It was a sight that sent another hard pulse of arousal through me, this top-heavy 19-year-old, blindfolded, drenched in sweat, her toned body still shaking from the sheer intensity of it all. She lay there, helpless, completely broken by pleasure, her long, slender legs spread obscenely, the wide thigh gap making her youthful body look even more delicate and inviting. We all admired how her tight little pussyhole clenched desperately around nothing, pink and exposed, her slick folds twitching helplessly in the open space between her smooth, toned legs. I leaned back, smirking at Nora and Annika, silently telling them this was only the beginning.

While Lena lay catching her breath, we moved quickly. Flipping the large dining table onto its back, the sturdy legs now pointed upward like posts, we set to work. With swift precision, we grabbed lounge chair cushions to pad the surface, just enough to keep her in place for what was coming next.

“Spread her out,” I commanded, my voice sharp and firm.

Lena wriggled, her weak protests barely audible, but Nora and Annika wasted no time. They hoisted her onto the padded table, her petite, youthful frame easily maneuvered as they tied her wrists and ankles tightly to the strong table legs with scarves and towels.

The spread-eagle position left her completely exposed, every inch of her ripe, youthful body bared and vulnerable. Her massive jugs were pushed up as her arms stretched above her head, nipples standing firm and needy, nowhere to hide. Below, her smooth, pink slit was on full display, the soft little bud of her clit peeking out, twitching slightly with every tremor of her trembling body. Stretched wide like an “X,” vulnerable and perfect, every inch of this barely legal teen was a breathtaking vision of forced surrender and helpless arousal.

I pulled more toys from my bag, selecting a thick silicone cock, its size and deep black color intimidating, along with a bottle of lube. “You said you like surprises, Lena,” I teased, smirking as her breath hitched beneath the blindfold. “Let’s see just how much you can handle.”

While I slicked the massive fuck-toy with lube, Annika pressed the clit-sucking vibrator back onto Lena’s hypersensitive nub. The soft suction latched onto her instantly, its pulsing vibrations tearing another sharp cry from her lips. Her hips jolted violently, muscles tensing as she let out a desperate, breathless plea. “Stop! Please, I can’t ... I need a break!”

Nora smirked, glancing at Annika. “Did you hear the safe word?”

Annika chuckled, eyes fixed on Lena’s writhing body. “Nope. Just a slut trying to squirm out of what she asked for.” She pressed the vibrator harder against Lena’s clit, ignoring her whimpers. “She can beg all she wants, we’re not stopping.”

Annika reached for the thick black dildo I had prepared, her fingers curling around the slick silicone as she grinned down at Lena’s trembling, helpless body. She knelt between her spread thighs, running the tip teasingly along the soft, delicate folds of her untouched-looking slit. Lena flinched at the sensation, her bound legs straining against the scarves holding her in place, her breath coming in shaky gasps.

“What ... what is that?” she panted, her blindfolded head tilting slightly, as if trying to sense what was about to happen.

Annika smirked. “You’ll find out soon enough,” she purred, pressing the tip firmly against her exposed fuck-hole.

Lena let out a startled cry as Annika began to push, the sheer thickness stretching her tight little hole open inch by inch. Her whole body tensed, wrists twisting in the restraints, her fingers clawing at nothing. “N-no, it’s too big!” she whimpered, her toned legs trembling as she tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go.

Annika only chuckled. “Too big?” she mocked, forcing it deeper, her other hand holding down Lena’s slim, curvy waist to keep her from wriggling away. “Your greedy little hole is taking it just fine.”

Nora’s nails raked down Lena’s flushed chest before she grabbed her massive, perky tits, twisting her stiff nipples with a cruel grin. “Face it, slut. Your body was built to be used, stretched, and fucked.” She let out a mocking chuckle, squeezing Lena’s tits harder. “I saw how eagerly you took David and Mark’s massive rods. No hesitation, no struggle, so shut up, stop complaining, and take what’s coming.”

Lena’s moans grew more frantic, her sobs breaking between gasping cries as the clit-suction toy continued its merciless assault. The combination of relentless vibrations and the massive dildo stretching her overwhelmed every nerve in her body. “Stop! Please, I can’t...” she choked out.

Annika smirked, twisting the base of the toy, sending deep, pulsing vibrations through the dildo buried inside her. “Oh, you can, and you will,” she murmured, watching as Lena’s toned, youthful body jerked violently, her hips bucking, her smooth, pink pussy clenching around the unyielding intrusion.

Annika let out a low chuckle, gripping Lena’s trembling thigh. “And don’t act like this is something you can’t handle,” she taunted. “This thing isn’t even as thick as some of those black basketball players I had to fuck to get out of the men’s locker room ... and by the end, I was begging for more.” She gave the dildo another firm push, making Lena cry out. “So quit your whining, slut. If I could handle that, you can handle this.”

Her scream filled the room, her athletic frame convulsing, dripping and stretched, completely at their mercy. Watching her struggling against the inevitable climax sent a dark, intoxicating rush through me. My cock throbbed violently, the thick, veined shaft swollen and slick with precum in my fist. As they were torturing Lena, I stood up and stroked my tool hard. The sensation was almost maddening as I watched her bound body twitch and strain, helpless against the pleasure wracking her. My breath turned ragged, muscles locking up, every nerve in my body burning with the overwhelming need to release.

Then I met Nora’s gaze. She smirked, her eyes flicking down to my cock, instantly recognizing how close I was. Without hesitation, she parted her lips, stretching out her tongue in silent invitation, her expression dripping with hunger. The sight of this petite, barely legal teen with her perky, cone-shaped tits, who had only recently lost her virginity to me, kneeling with her tongue out, eyes gleaming with hunger, shattered my control.

A deep, primal groan tore from my chest as my cock jerked violently in my grip. The first thick rope of cum shot through the air, landing perfectly on Nora’s tongue, her moan vibrating as she swallowed greedily, licking her lips with a satisfied grin. The next spurt flew farther, streaking across Lena’s blindfolded face, thick drops clinging to her flushed cheeks. My strokes turned erratic, desperate to empty every last drop, the next hot jet splattering across her heaving tits, glistening against the flawless skin of those massive jugs. The final pulse dribbled down, falling on Annikas pretty blonde hair.

Totally spent, I collapsed onto the sofa, my chest rising and falling in deep, uneven breaths. That release had drained me more than any before, leaving my muscles weak, my cock still twitching from the aftershocks. The mix of restraint, control, and helpless surrender had been intoxicating in a way I hadn’t expected. Seeing Lena struggle had been turning me on more than I was willing to admit.

But as I sat there, watching Lena’s bound body still trembling, her flushed skin streaked with my cum, I was reminded that she wasn’t done. Annika still had the thick black dildo buried inside her, thrusting it in and out with slow, merciless precision. The clit-suction toy was still latched onto her overstimulated bud, the relentless pulsing keeping her trapped in a cycle of unbearable pleasure.

Lena’s sobs mixed with raw, broken moans, her hips jerking helplessly against the restraints. She was already wrecked, her tight little body twitching uncontrollably, but they weren’t stopping. Annika kept working the thick black dildo in and out of her stretched pussy, slow and merciless, while the clit-suction toy remained latched onto her trembling bud, forcing her into wave after wave of agonizing pleasure. But even as they pushed her past her limits, forcing pleasure upon her until she was nothing but a quivering mess, the toys wouldn’t replace a real dick. No toy could ever match the heat, the weight, the sheer dominance of being truly fucked.

However, I realized I wasn’t going to recover in time to give her the proper fucking she deserved.

Then a darker thought slithered into my mind. She loved being used by strangers. Craved it. Needed it. How about bringing David and Mark in again? No, that would be too easy on her. She needed something filthier, unexpected, something that would truly break her.

And then it hit me: the old perv next door.

That pathetic creep had been drooling over Nora and me, watching through the window, jerking off to the idea of her being my daughter. What better way to push Lena past her limits than to let this desperate, worthless old man touch her? She wouldn’t even know at first, blindfolded and helpless, her body primed to take anything we gave her. And when she finally realized who was using her? The humiliation, the shame, the raw, degrading thrill of it, she’d never forget.

“Nora,” I murmured, bringing my lips close to her ear while Lena thrashed in her bindings. “Go get the neighbor. You know, the old creep, the one who called you my daughter. Use your charm, flash him if you have to, but blindfold him and make sure he doesn’t say a word.”

Nora froze for a split second, then her lips curled into a wicked grin. “You’re fucking insane,” she whispered, her voice dripping with amusement. “He’s disgusting. You’re really serious?”

Nora let out a soft laugh, shaking her head in disbelief as she tied her bathrobe loosely around her naked body. “You’re twisted,” she muttered, amusement lacing her voice. With a teasing sway in her hips, she stepped outside, disappearing across the yard to lure the old bastard in.

Meanwhile, Annika and I kept Lena fully occupied. The clit-sucking vibrator was still latched onto her sensitive little nub, pulsing relentlessly, keeping her on the edge. But just before she could tip over into another screaming climax, I motioned for Annika to pull the thick, vibrating dildo out of her stretched pussy.

Lena’s moans filled the room, raw and desperate, her sweat-slicked chest heaving as her massive tits bounced with every shuddering gasp. Her thighs trembled, her body convulsing as if chasing the pleasure that had been so cruelly taken away. Without the dildo stretching her, without anything filling her, she was left teetering on the brink, unable to fall.

“Please! I’m going to lose my mind!” Lena screamed, her voice cracking, her blindfolded head thrashing violently from side to side.

Annika chuckled, nails digging into Lena’s hips to keep her pinned down. “You want something in your pussy?” she taunted, her tone dripping with mockery. “Then beg for it.”

Lena bucked wildly, her wrists twisting helplessly against the scarves binding her to the sturdy table legs, her trembling body nearly overwhelmed by the relentless assault of the toys.

“Yes!!! Please! I need a dick!” she yelled, her frustration breaking into full-blown pleading.

Annika smirked. “Tell me you don’t care who, that any cock would do.”

Lena whimpered, her body arching, desperate for relief. “Yes, just fuck me! Cock, dildo, I don’t care! Just don’t leave me like this!” she sobbed, shaking with need.

Right on cue, the door opened. Nora stepped back inside, a satisfied smirk on her lips. She wasn’t alone. The old creep stumbled in behind her, blindfolded with a kitchen towel tied tightly around his head. His posture was stiff, uncertain, but the twitch of his fingers betrayed his eagerness.

To distract Lena for a few minutes, I shoved my limp cock into her open mouth. Even in its spent state, it was still thick enough to stretch her lips, muffling her moans and making the blindfolded beauty unable to fully process what was happening around her. She instinctively sucked, her tongue lazily swirling over the sensitive head, her body too overwhelmed to think, too lost in the overstimulation to question anything.

“Not a word,” Nora ordered the old man, her tone sharp, commanding. “Do exactly as you’re told.”

The old bastard nodded, his wrinkled lips parting in what might have been a nervous grin, completely oblivious to the scene around him. His hands twitched at his sides, as if resisting the urge to reach out blindly.

Annika shot me a look, her smirk widening as she leaned in, whispering, “This is going to be fucking insane.”

Nora guided him forward, leading him to the edge of the table where Lena lay writhing uncontrollably, her body drenched in sweat, trembling from the relentless teasing. His breath hitched, nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of raw sex in the air, his eager hands already reaching forward blindly, desperate to touch what had been laid out for him.

With quick, deliberate movements, we stripped him down, tossing his shirt aside to reveal a bony, hairy chest that made Annika stifle a laugh. His pants and boxers came next, exposing a wrinkled cock that hung semi-hard, twitching as though it could sense the heat radiating from Lena’s dripping cunt.

“Here’s your surprise, Lena,” I murmured, gripping her head tighter as I fed my cock deeper into her mouth. Nora smirked as she guided the old man down to his knees beside the table, his calloused hands trembling as they ran over Lena’s smooth thighs with greedy eagerness, his breath coming in short, shuddering gasps as he realized just what had been put before him. As Lena felt the rough hands on her legs, she gasped around my shaft, her body jerking against the bindings as she tried to form words. “What? Who’s...?” Her muffled confusion melted into a strained moan as the relentless vibrations on her clit stole her breath. I pulled my dick from her mouth, letting her catch her breath, knowing full well she was about to get exactly what she’d begged for.

Nora moved closer, her lips brushing against Lena’s ear. “Didn’t you just beg for anything to fill you?” she taunted, her voice dripping with mockery. “You said you didn’t care who. Well, here’s your chance to prove it.”

She let her nails drag lightly down Lena’s heaving chest. “You know the safe word. If you don’t say it, that means you want this.” She let the words linger before continuing, “And don’t you dare complain later ... you had your chance to stop it.”

With deliberate movements, Nora guided the old man forward, his wrinkled hands gripping Lena’s smooth, soft thighs as he positioned himself above the barely legal teen. Her expression twisted briefly in disgust as she reached down, hesitating before wrapping her fingers around his pathetic, sagging cock. It twitched weakly in her grip, the skin loose and unfamiliar, nothing like my thick, powerful cock she was used to.

Her lips curled slightly, her revulsion clear, but she pushed past it, forcing herself to do what needed to be done. Her eyes flicked between the frail, veiny shaft in her hand and Lena’s glistening, pink slit, a stark contrast between something used-up and weak and something so fresh, tight, and inviting. Then, with a wicked grin, she pressed him forward, aligning him with Lena’s entrance, sealing her humiliation.

Lena let out a sharp cry as the head slipped inside, her body arching instinctively to take him deeper. “No! Stop! Wait...,” she gasped, but we noticed her hips rocking against the old creep and noted the absence of her safe word. The blindfolded slut had no idea who was pushing inside her, completely unaware and unable to resist. What made this even more obscene and utterly captivating in its degradation was the contrast between her flawless, smooth, youthful curves and his wiry, bony, hairy frame.

The old man groaned, a throaty, ragged sound as he sank deeper into Lena’ hot, tight tunnel, his trembling hands gripping her narrow hips like a lifeline. Decades of pent-up hunger fueled his movements, his thrusts starting slow but growing bolder, driven by Lena’s cries that betrayed her pleasure.

Lena writhed helplessly, her bound wrists straining against the scarves, her moans spilling from her lips in waves. “Yes! Fuck, yes!” she screamed, her voice raw, dripping with ecstasy. “Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!”

Annika and Nora watched, their eyes wide with fascination, a mix of shock and undeniable arousal etched on their faces as the obscene scene played out before them. The room was filled with the wet slap of skin meeting skin, Lena’s desperate cries, and the old man’s hoarse grunts.

“Looks like Lena’s getting exactly what she needs,” I said, my voice laced with dark amusement, my attention captured by Annika’s trembling hands as they instinctively gripped my stiffening shaft, her strokes growing faster with every passing second.

The old man’s hands shook as they grasped Lena’s massive jugs, his bony fingers sinking into the plush, overflowing flesh. A rough groan rumbled from his throat as he kneaded them greedily, his thin digits stretching wide as if trying to claim every inch. “Goddamn,” he rasped, squeezing with unexpected force, his thumbs flicking over her stiff nipples. “So fucking huge.”

Lena arched her back into his touch, her bound arms pulling taut against her restraints as his hands worked her over. Her moans mixed with his heavy breathing, the contrast between his wiry, sun-weathered body and her flushed, youthful frame almost surreal. His blindfolded face hovered just above hers, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and dripping onto her tits as he thrust into her with an intensity that belied his age.

His movements were rough, his hips slamming into her spread thighs with a relentless rhythm. Each thrust drove his cock deep into her, his groans growing louder as he pushed himself harder, his knuckles whitening as he gripped her tits like they were his anchor. His wiry chest glistened with sweat, droplets falling and streaking across her heaving body, his sinewy muscles tensing with every brutal drive forward, her slick pussy taking him with wet, obscene sounds. The sight of his stark, grizzled frame over her bound and trembling teen form was impossible to look away from.

Lena cried out, her voice rising in pitch as her body rocked under him. Her restraints pulled taut with every jerking motion, her firm tits bouncing from the force of his rough thrusts. “Yes! Harder!” she screamed, her pleasure evident as her hips rose to meet him, her moans filling the room.

He groaned deeply, his thrusts becoming erratic as his sweat-drenched body hunched over hers, his movements powered by sheer determination. The combination of his rough handling, his thin frame pressing her down, and the raw, relentless pace of his bony hips pounding into her sent Lena spiraling. Her cries turned desperate, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath him, her restraints straining as she bucked wildly, completely lost to the moment.

The old man’s thrusts grew frantic, his wiry frame slick with sweat as his blindfolded face tilted downward as if to drink in the sensation of her youthful, smooth, athletic body. Lena bucked, her cries turning into desperate screams as the relentless pounding drove her over the edge. “Yes! Oh God, yes!” she shrieked, her hips jerking wildly as her pussy clenched tightly around his wrinkly, hairy cock. Her body arched in her restraints, her bound wrists and ankles pulling hard against the scarves tying her down as her orgasm shattered through her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air.

The old man was right behind her, his thin hips slamming into hers with a final burst of energy. “Fuck!” he groaned, his voice cracking as he buried himself deep inside her. His cock twitched violently, pumping her full of his release as he collapsed forward, his sweat-drenched chest pressing against her heaving melons. His ragged breathing filled the room, his trembling body slumping over her bound frame, utterly spent.