“Holy– oh my God..” was all she could manage to breathe. His dick seemed to stretch on upwards without end from where she was laying at the man’s feet. “The wager was that if I beat you, I could do ‘whatever I want to you,’ no? I first opted to share you with the rest of the men you beat in your ‘training regimen,’ but now I want what’s owed to me.” Sven, apparently, was not going to wait for her response, and was not at all deterred by the fact that Brigitte wasn’t in much of a condition to move at this point. He knelt down, took up her toned waistline into either immense hand and lifted her entire body off of the mat. “What do you think you’re doing!?” the flailing shield-maiden shrieked as she was hoisted up into the air. Her legs kicked meagerly, her arms thrashed fruitlessly, and she soon found herself facing the same wall she had grown comfortable with over the past several hours. The apple-sized head of Sven’s bitchbreaker slipped in between the loose pair of lips that marked the entrance to her abused hole. Her feet dangled several feet above the mat. Brigitte craned around, squirming in Sven’s overpowering grasp. “I think you should know by now, Ms. Lindholm,” swept the soft, almost soothing voice from behind her. That was when he let go. Brigitte was no stranger to taking a fall. She leapt off of rooftops, down from cliff sides and out of windows, all in the name of justice and taking care of the powerless. So, when she fell the roughly two feet before coming to an abrupt halt, it shouldn’t have been that big of a deal. However, in all of her combat training to prepare to take up the mantle as Brigitte Lindholm, shield maiden and protector of the people, she hadn’t thought to prep for the possibility of being dropped two feet onto an enormous, throbbing dick and to allow gravity to impale her on the thing. Brigitte saw white for a moment, and her mouth dropped open – though she couldn’t be sure if she was making any noise through it or not – while Sven let her dangle there on his rock-hard pike rammed up into her body. Brigitte hung there, well and truly a fleshlight at this point, without any assistance from Sven. His giant donkey dick was all that was needed to keep her off the ground. “You’ve got a tight pussy, Ms. Lindholm,” remarked Sven. Brigitte wanted to quip back something witty to the effect of “yeah, with your dick replacing my fucking spine,” but when she opened blowjob her mouth to deliver her snappy comeback, what managed to escape her lips wasn’t exactly what she was planning to say. “Fuck me..” “What was that, Ms. Lindholm?” Sven probed curiously. “Fuck me, please.” “You’re going to have to spea–” “PLEASE!” Brigitte pleaded. She was no longer concerned with keeping up appearances for the common folk. She didn’t care if her slobbering, cock-crazed gaze was front page news with the headline “Famous Overwatch Member’s Daughter Gone Cock Crazy!” All she wanted was for Sven to pound Brunette her senseless. And pound her senseless he did. First replacing his hands Hardcore on either side of her taut waistline, Sven took his time sliding her back up almost completely off of his deep-pussy divining rod reality only to essentially drop her again. Each trip up into the air, Brigitte amateur would feel her heart jump up into her throat in anticipation for the next stomach-bulging drop. Finally, she would rush down his length like a carnival thrill ride until she crashed into the base of his cock. Jessica clearly wanting his tongue to lick her vaginal lips. Camilla held up her other hand and Brunette showed me what I recognized as a butterfly clamp. Panting, Brennan let go of the desk and grabbed Joey's amateur shoulders. Probably. Jerome pulled away from her mouth and laid back on the floor. I could feel the smile on her face as I continued to slowly move inside. I hoped that the T-shirt was a long one. You slowly start stroking my hard cock, staring at the bright purple head. When we were finished and pulled apart, blowjob she said, “My reality God, Rick, you came by the gallon!” White jism was pouring out of her pussy onto the leather car seat. Katie laid down next to Sam and slid under her upper body so they could make out while Jake tongue-fucked Sam's tight asshole. This is the type indiscretion just always seems to happened to me.” “No I didn’t.” I said, hoping that Doug would drop it. He suspects that she still has feelings for her ex. $30,000. Julie was now using everything she had to keep from dropping to her knees succumbing to the toys embedded in her body. All the strengths of the races distilled into one horrid abomination. I smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said ok. I held it up to myself to see how big it was and said I think I need Hardcore a smaller size. It vanished, leaving me shaking my head, lying on my side. There they were.