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The Willing Mrs. TalbotShe moaned, shuddering as the huge handle began to slip down between her soft, warm cheeks, spreading them far apart. The handle was half again as large as a man's cock and it hurt her buttocks already as she forced herself to push it between them. She sobbed as she felt the hard, rough wood tearing at her tender flesh, the slivers embedding themselves in her spongy half moons. The thick, stubby head of the handle was now pressed tightly against her anal dot and she moaned as she felt the pressure she was pushing against herself. She tried to thrust the handle into her bum, but found she could not. "God, please, don't make me do this, E.G.," she sobbed. "Please, I can't!" The big man snarled at her coldly. "I said now, scum," he hissed. "Shove that handle into your hole, or I will kick it in there, pig! You are to show everyone how much you accept my discipline and command. This is your punishment, bitch, take the handle, now!" Laurel sobbed and gripped the metal blade of the hoe with her hand once more. She took a deep breath than pushed forward, forcing the huge, hard tip of it into her bum ...» |
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