I’ve used a lot of the expressions and ideas that those messages conveyed. hardcore porn I obeyed with alacrity, and my head was roughly grasped in the large hands of one of the men. His messages continued in this vein for some weeks. My natural instincts were to cover my pussy and breasts with my hands, but they were swept out of the way as the men felt my thighs, my bottom, my breasts. I lay there wanting more. I was delirious with lust. Now the men were stripping. “When is a good time for me to come?” he asked me, “I want to piss in your face and fuck your throat,” he wrote. The day came. If I’d been stunned by his previous message, what followed was many times more shocking.




















