pressure against my ring, forcing the tip of his dick into my rosette. Again, Ripley increased the pressure, his muscular hips pushing his dick forward, the head of his cock forcing apart the walls of my hole.
The pain was excruciating. Sparks of pain like bolts of lightning shot through my body as instinctively my hole tightened and tried to shut out Ripley’s invading monster.
Through the mist of pain, I could feel the hot glands of his cockhead forcing open my sphincter and passing through into my most sacred of chambers. Sweat broke out on my forehead , and my breath came in huge great gasps as I tried to accommodate the width of flesh that had just broken through my defenses.
I snorted and tossed my head like a stallion as Ripley began his journey up my back passage, his flared cockhead pushing aside the walls of my chute burying his cock inside me.
When he had buried half of his length, he paused. “Get used to that, Brother,” he said, “before I split you apart with the rest.”
Fear coursed through my body tightening my muscles, causing me to grip his cock hard. He let out a soft whimper and jabbed another of his seven inches into me. I panicked and wondered if he would tear me apart.
Just before hysteria set in, reason flooded my mind. James had been thicker than Ripley had and I had taken him without being ripped open so therefore I should be able to accommodate Ripley with ease. I took deep breaths and willed myself to calm down.
Just then, Ripley decided to continue his advance into my a ss. The mixture of pain and pleasure, which my body felt, soon gave way to pleasure alone as his monstrous cock filled my passage.
I could feel every ridge and hollow of his cock as it moved within me. I thought it was never going to stop. I half expected his cockhead to come out of my mouth so long did it feel.
I gasped in ecstasy as Ripley changed pace from the slow, long drive he had been using to short sharp jabs. Forcing more of his seven inches into me in staccato movements filled me with a pleasure I thought I would never feel again.
This was the first man to take me since James three years ago. Suddenly all the longing and yearnings those years had produced burst from their hiding places and flooded my body like the feelings of ecstasy Ripley was creating. They seemed to attack as a cohesive force taking control of my organs at one singular moment as if they had been waiting for a command and that command had come from Ripley.
I gasped at a particularly vicious lunge by Ripley and brought all my senses to bear on what was happening. James was in the past, as much as I had loved him, he was history; Ripley was the here and now.
I decided to try and make this the best coupling Ripley had had to date, after all I might be paying the ultimate price for it later by leaving the monastery and, when I die, going to Hell; then again after all that James , and I did I was probably going there anyway.
Ripley was leaning over me, his tongue doing exquisite things to the shell and lobe of my ear as my senses came back to me. I could feel the thickness of his manhood within me from the roundness of his cockhead to the thickness of his base stretching wide my moist manhole.
I squeezed the muscles of my ass hard, taking hold of his member firmly seemingly trying to rip it away from his body. “Fuck me!” I said just loud enough for him to hear, “hard.”
And that’s exactly what he did. Ripley, far from being the angel I had first assumed him to be, became a devil. In one movement, he pulled his member out of me, leaving my hole gaping wide like a tunnel mouth.
It felt strange to be full of a man’s hard rod one moment and then for it to be gone the next. To tell the truth I didn’t like it. I wanted Ripley’s massive flesh pole back where it belonged.
As if reading my thoughts , that was exactly, what Ripley did. Tearing into my ass with abandon Ripley, his hands on my hips holding me steady, rammed his
The pain was excruciating. Sparks of pain like bolts of lightning shot through my body as instinctively my hole tightened and tried to shut out Ripley’s invading monster.
Through the mist of pain, I could feel the hot glands of his cockhead forcing open my sphincter and passing through into my most sacred of chambers. Sweat broke out on my forehead , and my breath came in huge great gasps as I tried to accommodate the width of flesh that had just broken through my defenses.
I snorted and tossed my head like a stallion as Ripley began his journey up my back passage, his flared cockhead pushing aside the walls of my chute burying his cock inside me.
When he had buried half of his length, he paused. “Get used to that, Brother,” he said, “before I split you apart with the rest.”
Fear coursed through my body tightening my muscles, causing me to grip his cock hard. He let out a soft whimper and jabbed another of his seven inches into me. I panicked and wondered if he would tear me apart.
Just before hysteria set in, reason flooded my mind. James had been thicker than Ripley had and I had taken him without being ripped open so therefore I should be able to accommodate Ripley with ease. I took deep breaths and willed myself to calm down.
Just then, Ripley decided to continue his advance into my a ss. The mixture of pain and pleasure, which my body felt, soon gave way to pleasure alone as his monstrous cock filled my passage.
I could feel every ridge and hollow of his cock as it moved within me. I thought it was never going to stop. I half expected his cockhead to come out of my mouth so long did it feel.
I gasped in ecstasy as Ripley changed pace from the slow, long drive he had been using to short sharp jabs. Forcing more of his seven inches into me in staccato movements filled me with a pleasure I thought I would never feel again.
This was the first man to take me since James three years ago. Suddenly all the longing and yearnings those years had produced burst from their hiding places and flooded my body like the feelings of ecstasy Ripley was creating. They seemed to attack as a cohesive force taking control of my organs at one singular moment as if they had been waiting for a command and that command had come from Ripley.
I gasped at a particularly vicious lunge by Ripley and brought all my senses to bear on what was happening. James was in the past, as much as I had loved him, he was history; Ripley was the here and now.
I decided to try and make this the best coupling Ripley had had to date, after all I might be paying the ultimate price for it later by leaving the monastery and, when I die, going to Hell; then again after all that James , and I did I was probably going there anyway.
Ripley was leaning over me, his tongue doing exquisite things to the shell and lobe of my ear as my senses came back to me. I could feel the thickness of his manhood within me from the roundness of his cockhead to the thickness of his base stretching wide my moist manhole.
I squeezed the muscles of my ass hard, taking hold of his member firmly seemingly trying to rip it away from his body. “Fuck me!” I said just loud enough for him to hear, “hard.”
And that’s exactly what he did. Ripley, far from being the angel I had first assumed him to be, became a devil. In one movement, he pulled his member out of me, leaving my hole gaping wide like a tunnel mouth.
It felt strange to be full of a man’s hard rod one moment and then for it to be gone the next. To tell the truth I didn’t like it. I wanted Ripley’s massive flesh pole back where it belonged.
As if reading my thoughts , that was exactly, what Ripley did. Tearing into my ass with abandon Ripley, his hands on my hips holding me steady, rammed his
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