My Dominate Spanish Mistress Parts two and three

” Her voice is perfect nearly impossible to describe the perfect mix of dominance, lust, and innocence, and ownership over the piece of ass she was making hers. “Get ready, it’s going in you even if it takes all night.’’ She pressed further on, I felt her filling my ass, I wish I knew how big it was. My previous guesses didn’t seem as accurate with it pressing farther into my asshole; I felt it digging deep in me before she stopped, my mind was clouded still by the alcohol and constant pressure on my prostate. My moans must’ve have gotten to her, she withdrew her entire cock from my anus, leaving me feeling empty without it. Before I could grow to miss it she slammed it getting another two or three inches in, my moaning returned with the pressure. “Your bitch button must be really sensitive.” She cooed as she withdrew some and slammed back in. I don’t think my cock had stopped drooling cum since she slammed it back in.

“Just a few more inches then you’ll be my bitch officially.” I barely heard her speak through my moans of pleasure and pain. “Get ready this one will hurt the most.” Again she withdrew leaving me with emptiness once more. She didn’t jam it back in without a pause this time, this gave me a moment of clarity as I caught my breath. Before my anus could readjust itself, I felt her hand grip my rather short hair, causing me even more pain. She used my hair to gain leverage for the final slam, at least I hoped it would be the last. My head now up away from the mattress I could hear her grunting and heavy breathing and I assumed she could hear my pained cries. She did it, she slammed it in. I felt her large balls hit mine, she moaned loudly as her flesh disappeared into my ass. “Is she going to cum?’’ the thought of the peace that it would bring me almost seemed heavenly. But then she pulled out and slammed back in, she had stretched it out well enough for her to ram me like a common barslut, but that’s what I was to her.