My bowels burned and then his groin smacked into my bruised, beaten, welt ass. Indianporn “That hurts, Daddy.”
“Good.”
Crack! I didn’t fight it. And then the man broke the kiss and other men had stood up, moving to me, crowding around me. It stung so badly. Those humiliating words sent me over the edge. I brought it to my lips, gulping the blue, vaguely berry-flavored drink down. She couldn’t compete with me. I groaned, my ass exploding with pain each time the annonymous Master buried his cock into me. I stepped out and landed on the ground in my flip-flops, my robe swirling about my legs. I heard wet sucking as slaves pleased their masters. “Daddy,” she whined as my pleasure continued. Maybe it was pleasure burning across my ass and agony churned by his dick thrusting deep into my bowels.
