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I cried out. The burn of him was exquisitely painful as he stretched me. Parting my legs wider, he took that as an invitation and forced a fourth finger inside me.
“Oh, God!” I screamed out. Gasping, I forgot to breathe, as the burn of his intrusion lit a searing fire inside me.
Leaning down, he thrust hard, almost lifting my hips off the bed. I buried my face in the side of his neck as he slid up and whispered roughly in my ear, “Time to pay the sinner, baby.”
He was finger fucking me roughly, his four fingers pushing as deep as he could while he held me down by my hair. I whimpered and begged as he kept thrusting over and over. Biting his shoulder, my nails raked down his back, begging him for release.
“You want to cum, bitch?”
“Yes, Montana! Please!” I begged, struggling beneath him, trying to move his hand further so I could have what I wanted. He chuckled, then pulled his fingers free.
I cried out in agony as he flipped me over onto my stomach.
Pinning me down with his hard body, he quickly moved, then lifted my hips right where he wanted me. His hands were tight on my hips, fingertips digging into my soft flesh, as I felt the head of his cock sliding up and down an instance before he thrust forward taking me in one hard move.
I screamed as he yanked my head back, turning slightly towards him.
Pounding me harder with each thrust, he then forced his wet fingers into my mouth.
“Suck!” he ordered harshly.
I mumbled around his wet fingers shoved deep in my mouth. I shivered beneath him. My pussy trembled around his dick as he roughly pumped into me. He pulled his dick all the way out of my wet cunt and then penetrated me hard all the way to the hilt. He did this several times, demanding my submission.
A loud crack hit the room before I realized my ass was on fire.
I screamed out loud as he did it again, harder, rougher.
He was dominating me.
Rubbing the pad of a finger over my lips, his dick buried to the hilt in my aching pussy, he pressed his lips to my ear and whispered roughly, “If you scream like that again, you will get the spanking of a lifetime. Understand?”
I gasped and nodded.
Slowly, he slid his dick out of my pussy an inch at a time.
I knew what was coming but still couldn’t prepare for it.
He wrapped his hand around my jaw, holding my face and braced his other arm by gripping the iron headboard above me. He pressed his hand into the side of my hair, cupping my face, kissing my lips as he slid his dick up and down my slit.
Then he gripped my hair tighter. He held my face where our lips were touching each other. He licked my lips, then suddenly his entire body tensed as his dick slammed home, hard and fast.
I gasped for air and lost the ability to breathe as I screamed into his mouth.
His hand roughly pushed through my hair as he wrapped his arm around my neck. Pulling out and slamming into me again.
I struggled and collapsed to the bed, trying to retreat from the rough, hard thrust, but he rode my body down, pinning me to the bed. His arm around my neck arched me back a bit as he growled into my ear, “The more you move, the harder it will be.”
I tried to remember how to breathe and braced myself, whimpering his name as he pressed his body down on my back. His arm around my neck, his dick grinding into my cunt as he pressed his lips against my ear.
“You fucking left me,” he growled, right before his hand reached into my hair, yanking my head around to look at his face pressed so close. He gave my head a bit of a shake as his voice dropped even lower. “I loved you and you fucking left me.”
All thoughts fled as he thrust hard into my pussy. He started roughly fucking me, his arm around my neck, his hand in my hair pulling me back while his body rode me hard against the bed.
“I LOVED YOU!”
I gasped, struggling beneath him as I felt my pussy creaming even more from this rough treatment. He thrust hard into me once, twice and on the third thrust he held his cock deep as it pulsed harshly, shooting his cum deep inside me. I wish I could say he was done, but I’d been with him long enough to know that Montana Stone was a machine.
Laying there, I enjoyed the pulsing sensation of his cock pumping into me. Panting beneath him, trying to get my brain to work again. My back ached from having my hips pressed tight against the bed with his weight on my back while he pulled me back with his arm around my neck so he could look at my face, bite my jaw line, whisper darkly in my ear, “You were my everything. You broke us, Tess. You broke me.”
