With that Roger commenced assault number 3 on my pussy, banging the hell out of me but, just like with Hector, he just made me hornier. He turned me around, lifted me up like a doll. With my legs wrapped around his waist, Roger lowered me onto his cock. I thought my pussy had gotten used to the girth of his cock but as I slid down his pole it felt as though it had grown even more. It was rigid and I seemed as though I could feel those big veins throbbing against my inner walls. I wasn't given much time to dwell on the pain before I had a belly full of cock. He took me for the ride of my life on that big piston. His thrusts were so powerful that I was bouncing completely off his cock only to have it buried in my guts each time I came down. Roger was either my equal when it came to being horny and sex deprived or, he was just simply a beast when it came to serving that cock. Either way I loved his style and I knew that this would not be the last time I'd find myself mounted on Rogers cock.
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