Chapter 83 Fucking Friend's Father Final

• He repeated it a few more times, and despite the fact that it hurt when he was all the way in her, she started to enjoy herself. He must have noticed, because he moved one of his hands off her hips and slid it around her again, fingering her clit.
• She sighed as he fingered her, enjoying the feeling, though she was pretty sure she wouldn't cum from being fucked in the ass. He was braced against her, and she could feel him resting against her back as he started to move against her faster. She wasn't exactly sure that she could handle him moving faster, and she protested slightly, struggling against the hands holding her in place. As she pulled away from him, he rubbed her clit harder, and she couldn't help but moan. His legs were resting on the outside of hers, and with a grunt, he lifted himself slightly, and pushed me down further on the bed. Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto her stomach, Mr. Lesnar's hand underneath her. He kept rubbing her clit, his fingers moving faster as he began humping her ass. she cried out, her eyes tearing up again. The new angle was more painful, and his new pace too fast for her, but he didn't stop. she tried to pull away from him, gasping as she felt him stretching her ass past the point that was comfortable. As she struggled, Mr. Lesnar wiggled his other hand under her hips, lifting her lower body up closer to him to give him better access to her hole as he slipped two fingers into her pussy. she moaned as he continued to finger her clit, slightly relieved that he had lifted her. Having her ass in the air made it slightly more bearable. His hands were moving at the same pace his dick was sliding in her ass, which was incredibly fast, considering.
• The movement of his fingers took her mind off the pain that shot through her each time he thrust into her ass, and she started push against him, instead of struggle away.