Kidnapped House Wife
Inside, I was tense. In knots. Repeatedly, I'd come to the brink of orgasm and then failed. The harder I was fucked, the more frustrating it was for me. This affair was turning out like all the others. "Fuck me harder, harder!" I forced myself to beg, even though the phallic jackhammer splitting my thighs was already killing me. Despite my suffering, I was not yet ready to give up my quest for an orgasm. Through the agony, I wanted to come so bad I could taste it. To emphasize my...