Jon said not a word.
Instead I could feel him remove the clasp from around my ankles and let my feet fall to the wash rack floor.
I felt my bare bdsm teens girl toes painfully rap the cement.
He moved around behind me in the rack.
I was bdsm teens girl too spent with sexual exhaustion to turn to look at him, to bdsm teens girl see what was to come next but part of me rejoiced at the sound of his jeans hitting the floor of the rack and being kicked aside.
I think I knew what was next and it was what I had hoped for bdsm teens girl all along.
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I felt him kick my feet roughly apart again, grab my legs at the thighs and ram his still rock hard dick into my painfully awaiting vagina.
I didn’t care that my poor stomach was getting scrapped and bruised on the cement block wall.
I didn’t care bdsm teens girl that I was helpless, exposed, being raped in bdsm teens girl the middle of a horse-boarding barn where any who walked in could see.
All I cared about was feeling this most desirable well-muscled man fucking my wanton pussy brutally with his massive cock.
I could feel his balls slap mercilessly against my sore pussy lips and I so greatly enjoyed it that I tried to buck and push myself back into him all the harder.
Time seemed to stand still as we satisfied our most animalistic passions, me tethered like a mare and he fucking me with bdsm teens girl all his might, servicing me from bdsm teens girl behind like the stud he was.
The barn filled with the odor of bdsm teens girl our sex and I could hear the stallions in their stalls stamping and snorting, themselves aroused at what they took for our breeding.
When I thought it bdsm teens girl could get no better, I felt something press against my anal opening and soon felt the buzz of the vibrator once more.
I had never experienced anything inside my anal passage before bdsm teens girl but I was not of a mind to protest…anything this man could do to me would be greatly welcomed.
