"Now, I want you to slowly pull your dick out of my pussy," said Lisa. "Go ahead. The least I can do is let you see what you've been fucked by. Let you see the alien-made, female penis that has just gotten you pregnant." John eased his penis out of Lisa's uterus and vagina, Hardcore while he was staring down between his legs the whole time. He shuddered when he caught his first glimpse of that dark reddish-colored, vein-ridden, super-muscular tube that was slowly inching its way back up out of his urethra, like some weird earthworm-catheter from hell. He let out a fierce growl, as he grabbed hold of Lisa's dick-clit with his hands, and tried to yank on it hard. But her dick-clit was drenched with a coating of slick, sexual juices. And so it easily slid right through John's fingers, as Lisa quickly retracted it back up into the safety of her uterus. "Oh, come off it, John! You were tryin' to hurt me. Weren't you? You bastard!" Lisa was really pissed-off now. "Look who's talking! I'm the one who's probably gonna die, thanks to you," John said bitterly. "I was only trying to turn you back into a real woman again. That's all. But no," he added, slowly shaking his head, "You can't ever be a real woman again. Can you, Lisa? 'Cuz you're just a pathetic freak, with doggy style a weird-ass noodle-dick. And I feel sorry for you. But I feel more sorry for the poor schmuck who ends up in your bed next month. This is for him!" John hauled off and slapped Lisa's face as hard as missionary he could. The side of her head slammed downward against her pillow, and her cheek now had a red hand-print emblazoned on it. And she actually lost consciousness for a few moments. While Lisa was still lying there unconscious, John quickly reached out with both hands, grabbed the large puffed-out nipples on Lisa's small breasts, and squeezed them as hard as he could between his thumbs and fingers, before pulling upward on them, and trying to literally tear them right off her chest. Lisa finally came to, and started screaming in sheer agony. She shot her hand down into John's crotch, grabbed hold of his balls, and squeezed them as hard as she possibly could. John immediately let go of Lisa's nipples, as he let out a very loud groan, and just japanese about puked all over her. His face was all grimaced up with pain, when Lisa finally let go of his balls, and then slapped him in the face very hard, just like he had done to her . John never saw the slap coming. But he sure as hell felt it. He rolled over on his side, instinctively holding both hands over his crotch. And he slowly kept on rolling, until he fell off the edge of the bed, and landed on the floor with a sickening thud. Lisa was still lying on the bed, and rubbing the palms of her hands against her sore nipples--John had actually dug his thumbnail deep into her left nipple, and it was starting to bleed pretty badly--when she heard John throwing teen up all over the carpet, right next to her boots and pants. Lisa was so grossed out by the sound and the stench of John's vomiting, that she almost started to puke right along with him. But she somehow managed to keep her food and liquor down in her stomach. John eventually worked his way back up onto his feet. "Ok…" Jeremy said intrigued and moved his gaze between Natalie and myself. While Sandra was scurrying here and there getting things in order after their arrival, us others watched soccer. One more time. Presley was enjoying the feeling of her father back inside her as she lowered herself onto him. “The governess’s personal outfit killed my son in an ambush five years ago.” Just then I realized something: it was too quiet. I started to go faster, driving into her for missionary all I could. It would be expected for him to be more tired because he was 48, almost 2 decades older than she was. I just kept holding on to her not wanting her to fall on to garage floor. As his own shirt hits the floor Rob grabs her breasts and squeezes. “All right cocksucker, lick my cock clean!” He led her to the bed and then dropped his pants doggy style and lay down. His teen tongue was gentle, Hardcore then probing as it touched the inner rim of japanese your lips, moving slowly before invading you. She hadn’t felt this way since…since... As I moved, her vagina tightened, and semen frothed around my member. “I accidentally followed you to work... a little at a time over the past three weeks,” she said as he slowly stroked her swollen and almost purple ass. The exception to that, of course, was around those who had done well in their races. She recoiled slightly, which he quickly slapped her for. “Yes!” I broke between a laugh and a sob, and pulled her into my kiss once again. He’d have a couple light beers and then switch to Diet Coke.