My twisted fantasy
He thrusted in yet another time, this time with so much force I thought my bowels were gonna reap open. For the ninth time in a row I could almost fill his tip emerge from my gut, but if my life was the price for this feeling then so be it. His junk's incredible size always had me running back for more. Lengthy as the Nile, mighty as the statue of liberty. Its thoughts alone made my inside slippery as slime and just when I almost got lost in the thoughts, a bloody hit strikes from the entrance of my cavity to the very last room in its corridor, sending loads of tinkly sensations up my head. This time I felt his tip in my brain but it didn't end there, he kept thrusting in and out like a horseman racing for a nobles girlchild, overtaking me with overloads of pleasure till I bumped into total black out. Even then, He kept hitting with more power while I struggled to fiddle with my pink frontlayer to enhance the pleasurement.
Yes! I could feel the awaited climax coming! But he didn't stop, he kept on thrusting in and out up until I let river Jordan flow down his island. I call him superman cause he's tough like steel and since I purchased him he hasn't let my smallville down.
What a good Dildo...