Sloppy Thirds

Elfridge: "That was fucking fantastic!" Elfridge moves Timbo aside and lines up behind you, "I'm not opposed to some sloppy pussy," Elfridge already erect cock presses against your entrance. "Oh shit..." you think as inch after inch pressed into your sore folds. You already feel so stretched and yet Elfridge’s girth still has your lips gripped around him. You didn't really look at it, but the spikes of pain and ecstasy is making you feel like you’re about to pass out. He lifts you with his hands cupped under your toned bottom; before pulling his hands away and letting gravity do the work. "Ahh! Ahh!" you whimpered, clasping your hand over your mouth as his anaconda speared your sex. Your legs were quivering. Elfridge, however, didn't seem to notice. You felt his hands on your waist, holding you up as he started to pound into you. He was clearly enjoying himself. You tried to look up at him, but he roughly grabbed your chin and turned your head back to look at the table.

Elfridge: "You don’t need to looking at me," he growled, "look at the table." Your face burned as you blushed. "That's my good little human," he snarled, pumping into your sore pussy. "I'm going to fill you full of my load." You try to buck to get him off you but you don’t have much energy left. You lay limp against the table, letting this **** continue unabated.