Picked up (only for Himself128 )

[Kililia]

She nodded while she was washing her hands : oh? what el...*gasps as she felts him lift her dress suddenly: Michael...i am middle of cooking...*whimpers as she doesn't dare flat out deny her body knowing it will upset him* can't it wait till after supper, sweety...? *gulps knowing he must been wanting her ass for days now, shivers as she felt his hands roam over her body eagerly. She took a deep breathe knowing he was unable get relief for over two weeks, she slowly remove her panties slowly as she bend over the sink. She gulps as she lifted the hem of her dress so he could see her ass when he would be fucking her and spread her legs. She glance back nervously knowing he usually rough went he doesn't fuck her on regular basis. She parts her own butt cheeks wide and tighten her asshole as much as she could, the way her husband like it : Please, fill my asshole, husband...remind me , who i belong too..

 

[Knightmare27]

"That's right, my dear. You belong to me. As for the roast - well, it will survive. You, my girl, will not."

He eagerly thrust into the willingly presented hole. All the accumulated pressure from those two weeks was in his merciless assault. It threw her against the kitchen sink, only to be stopped by his arms wrapping around her chest as he got closer and prepared for another push.

"Oh, how far you have come! The petulant girl from weeks ago would have scratched out my eyes by now. You are making so much progress! Always remember what your position is!"

 

[Kililia]

She paled at his statement, she hated it but didnt dare defy him anymore. Cries out in agony as she felt him thrust into her tight asshole, pushing her into the sink. She clutches to it as he pulls her back to him, crying as he thrust again up her dry ass: arrrghhh...yess,, husband...oww....its big...*she never could get used to his size

 

[Knightmare27]

As he kept thrusting in a slow, easy rhythm, he held her by the hair - not roughly, but strongly enough to remind her that punishment was just a pull away. "I do not want you to cry so much! Is it really that painful? Are you really that weak? I do not think so!"

 

[Kililia]

She bite down her lower lip as she raise her ass higher for him: arrghh...i'm sorry...its been...i a while......*winces as she bend over to parts her cheek wider* please punish my ass ....i neeed it.....*trembling*

 

[Knightmare27]

While "punishing" her, his grip on her hair got harder as he grew more and more excited. Now, he was jerking her head back with every forward thrust, forcing her into strange movements - almost funny ones, really.

 

[Kililia]

she cries out as he pulls her back as he pound her raw ass; arrrghhh...god...please...gentler...

 

[Knightmare27]

"Punish me... gentler... make up your mind!", he laughed and pounded her harder while still pulling on her hair with every thrust. "Did you miss me? And please tell the truth!"