Candy rides the wild hog

Pete rolled over & Candy swung her leg over Pete's lap, straddling him with a determined look in her eyes. "You're insane," she whispered, but positioned herself over him anyway. His cock remained buried deep inside her as she settled into position, his thick length throbbing between her slick folds, her hands gripping his chest for leverage. She looked down at the obscene sight—Pete's heavy cock stretching her open, angry looking against the pale pink lips. Pete's grin widened, his voice low and teasing as he urged her on, "Ride me hard, babygirl," he growled, his voice low and husky. Candy's breasts bounced with each thrust, and Pete's grin widened as he watched them jump around hypnoticly. He couldn't resist reaching up to grab them, his fingers digging into the soft yet firm flesh as he pulled her down, forcing his cock deeper inside her, making her gasp.

Pete's hand moved from Candy's tits to her hips, gripping them tightly as he remembered the bet. He thrust his hips up, trying to push another inch of his thick cock into Candy's tight pussy. "Ya know what da prize is if I win dis bet, babygirl?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "Ya gotta tell me if ya know already." Candy moaned, her head falling back as Pete's cock moved deeper inside her. "N-no, I don't know," she gasped out. "What is it, Big Pete?" She rocked her hips, trying to take him even deeper, her pussy clenching around his thick length.

With a wicked grin, Pete smacked Candy's plump ass, the flesh jiggling from the impact. "Dis ass, babygirl," he growled, his hands gripping the soft cheeks roughly. "Gonna fill dis tight little hole until it's stretched wide aroun' my fat hog." Candy yelped, her eyes widening at the suggestion. "Big Pete! No way my tushy can handle your hog!" she protested, squirming on his lap. "It's too small, it'll just split open!" Pete chuckled darkly, pulling her closer. "Ain't never gonna know unless ya try," he taunted, his fingers digging into her hips. "I'm gon' take dis ass, make it mine jus' like dis cunt," he growled, his voice low and husky with lust. Candy shuddered at his words, her pussy clenching around his shaft. "No, Pete, please," she gasped, her voice trembling with fear, as she kept bouncing her pussy on his cock.

Pete growled, annoyed at Candy's resistance. "If ya can take Meat's and Bodie's in dat tight ass o' yo's, what's da problem wid ol' Pete's?" he taunted, gripping her hips tighter, pulling her down hard, burying himself almost to the hilt inside her cunt. "Now ride me, girl," he demanded, his voice low and rough. "Show me what ya got." Candy shuddered, her eyes rolling back as she felt his thick cock stretching her pussy. She slowly started to move, rising up until just the tip remained inside before slamming back down. "Oh god," she moaned, feeling him drag along her walls.

"Jus' one mo' inch left," Pete growled, his hands gripping Candy's hips tightly as he ground his thick cock deep inside her pussy. "An' den dis ass is mine, babygirl. You hear me? All mine."

Candy bit her lip, her eyes wide with fear and excitement. "Please, Pete," she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Anything else you want, just name it. But my ass... it's too much. You'll ruin it." Pete grinned wickedly, pulling her down hard onto his throbbing shaft. "Ruin? Naw, babygirl. Dis pussy 'n dis ass, dey both made fo' my hog," he snarled, his voice low and rough.

As Candy continued to ride Pete's thick cock, she felt a finger press against her tight asshole. She gasped, her pussy clenching around him as panic set in. "Wha...what are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Relax, babygirl," he growled, his voice low and husky, his dark eyes glinting with lust and mischief. "Jus' prepping ya fo' what's ta come. Dis tight little hole will take everythin' I gots ta give it. It ain' ever been loved like dis 'fore." He inserted his fat finger up to the knuckle and swirled it around her tight hole. "Feels good, don' it?" he taunted, feeling her body shudder beneath him. Candy gasped, her eyes rolling back as she felt him drag his finger along her tight ring of muscle. Both her pussy and her ass was now being probed at the same time, like in her dream, though in her ass there was a large fat finger. "Oh god," she moaned, her voice trembling with excitement. "Big Pete... fuck!", screamed Candy as she convulsed like a fish out of water & squirted her juices on Pete's cock.

Pete pulled his finger out slowly, watching her face intently. "Wha' you wanna do wid dis finger, babygirl?" he growled, as he held it there, infront of her face, waiting to see what she would do. Candy's eyes rolled up as she felt the finger slip out, leaving her empty and aching. When she opened her eyes, her vision fell on the digit infront her, then back at Pete, her mind racing.