My butthole got used to his cock, but it still was a little sore after each pounding he gave it, and I sucked his dick at least twice a
day, eating as much cum as I could get my mouth on. I always felt good when we visited that place, So it was
there that I decided to run away to. You could go under santa Monica pier in those days. I had just got done taking a shower and I was in
the kitchen eating food he prepared for me. But as I felt his huge hard on pressing against my ass, I asked
him what he was doing. He was moaning already and kept saying over and over, “Damn Baby, Damn”
I felt paralized as he held my hips tight and deep fucked my asshole. I had just got done taking a shower and I was in
the kitchen eating food he prepared for me.
