He pulled back again and repeated his last motion. Another gasp for air. He began pulling back and thrusting over and over again. First, it was slow and I could catch my breath. However, after about 4-5 minutes of his ever-increasing lunges I could no longer maintain my breathing rhythm. Instead of short quick deep breaths, all I could manage was to hold it in and wait until the last possible second to let out a huge scream.
"AAHHHH!!!" I shrieked from his pounding. His motions only became harder and faster at my cries.
"You like that, 'lily white b*tch'?" he grunted under his heavy breath.
"AWWHHH!! Yaa-yea-yesssss, S-s-sir!" was all I could eek out between his heavy hammering.
He continued to thump my pussy profoundly; all the while his two giant meaty hands firmly grasped my hips. Locked in for the long haul, as it was seem. My toes tensed, trying to hold my body weight up but at the same time wanting to curl from the intense sensations. My calved ached from the workout.
He furiously impelled me over and over again, each time trying to drive his dick further and further inside me. I screeched and moaned at every thrust and tried to take short deep shallow breaths when he would pull back. It seemed to be my only reprieve from his constant force.
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