Soon I could feel tears of eye liner streaming down my cheeks and drool running off my chin as he continued to roughly pump my throat. He yanked my hair back to the point of where I could see his face above and behind me. Black porn I went to put on my bra and noticed I still had dried vomit covering my tits and stomach.
I searched house but he was no where to be found, and his truck was not outside. I shed my jeans and tank top, folding them and putting them on a towel shelf, stepped out of my black lacey thong and unclasped my bra, folding them as well. He climbed off his horse in tight blue wrangler jeans, with worn brown cowboy boots and spurs on his heels. He walked to the night stand and returned with a handful of straps and devices like I’d never seen before.
Before I had a chance to catch my breath he had wrapped what looked like a dog collar with a round rubber ball in the center of it (which I later learned is called a gag ball) around
