Digging in her pussy like that with all four fingers is the ultimate power move. It says, “This is mine. And I own you, bitch.” The way He’s holding her by the back of the head so she can see Him violate her cunt is exquisite. With His hand He turns her instantly into a whore. She’ll do anything for Him now; she’s a writhing meat puppet getting wetter by the second. Whether they’re in my mouth or up my pussy, when a Man uses His fingers to penetrate my body it makes me feel so objectified and controlled. Perhaps that’s why the idea of being fisted is such a turn on. Still … i’d want that cock … god, yes. Own my body but please - give me that cock!
i was allowed on their property just long enough to give ‘em what they wanted. i was county trash but i was young, had a beautiful ass and pert tits. i was getting fucked by one of the Ranchers or their sons almost every day. Often, they’d just pass me off to the other during the same afternoon. The Fathers encouraged it, actually, wanting to make Men of their sons.
The Ranchers usually wanted me first. Their Daddy dicks were almost always longer and thicker and damn if it didn’t hurt! They sure knew how to fuck a whore! So if their boys didn’t want a worn, stretched piece of pussy full of their Dad’s spooge they’d just have to fuck me in the ass, which they didn’t seem to mind at all. The boys were sometimes hard to handle. At least the Fathers let me in the house and fucked me in a bed; the boys didn’t care where i was and they treated me like the cattle. And i’ll be damned if they didn’t reload almost as soon as they’d cum up inside me! So i’d get rode again and just had to endure it.
But i didn’t mind. i was a whore. i loved Men and dick and was happy to give them some relief from the boredom of their day to day lives. We ain’t bound by the same rules out here as those in the city. It’s a different world out here. Nobody asks no questions and everybody minds their own business.