A college student was raped on the bed by a fat man while serving as a bridesmaid.

page views:1 Publication date:2023-04-21

My name is Yaqi, I'm 22 years old, and I just graduated from university and started working at a foreign trade company. I'm a white-collar worker that everyone envies. People envy me not only because I have a good job, but more importantly because of my own advantages. I'm 170cm tall even without heels, my measurements are 84-62-86, and my legs are 98cm long. I'm a typical office lady.So every time I go to work, I dress as a typical professional woman: a business shirt with a blazer, a tight-fitting skirt, nude or black stockings, and stiletto heels. My advantages are my height and long legs, and of course, my looks are undeniable. High heels not only accentuate my leg length but also make me appear taller, so I usually wear heels over 8cm. Every time I walk to work, I attract countless men's attention. I can understand them; who wouldn't be attracted to a beautiful woman, especially a professional woman like me? But I'm not a promiscuous woman. Although various kinds of contact between men and women are normal in today's society, I will never cross the line. Of course, I'm saying we can't do anything reckless. If I meet a guy I truly like, and he likes me too, I don't mind premarital sex. So my current boyfriend is my college classmate, and we lived together for a long time during college. Now we've graduated, and we live in different cities, so I'm currently single. My best friend, Xiaoli, is my junior high school classmate; we're very close. She also had a very good boyfriend in college; both of their families are well-off, and they both have stable jobs after graduation, so they chose to get married. As Xiaoli's best friend, I was naturally her bridesmaid at her wedding. But what I never expected was that at her wedding, I became a plaything for many people. Being a bridesmaid is going to be a hassle, so I didn't choose to wear a dress after getting up early this morning. But I'm used to showing off my long, slender legs, so I opted for a pair of tight, low-rise jeans, a white t-shirt, and of course, a pair of stiletto heels. Since the jeans were low-rise, my underwear would easily show, so I wore a thong. After getting ready, I headed to Xiaoli's house. When I arrived, I found many people already there. It was a wedding, and there were relatives and friends everywhere—it was very lively. "Yaqi, come quick, I've prepared your bridesmaid dress!" Xiaoli, the bride, called out from her room when she saw me. "Coming," I replied, walking straight into Xiaoli's room. "Wow, Xiaoli looks so beautiful today," I teased. "Alright, stop laughing at me. With a beauty like you as my bridesmaid, everyone will look at you and not me, haha. Okay, enough said, hurry up and change into your bridesmaid dress, the wedding car will be here soon." "There's a bridesmaid dress? Let me see," I said as I walked towards the bed. I was immediately annoyed when I saw the dress. It was a strapless little dress, which looked pretty, but the skirt was a bit short. But it didn't matter, the bridesmaid was just standing next to the bride, there shouldn't be any big movements, and there shouldn't be any wardrobe malfunctions. "Yaqi, don't just stand there, hurry up and change! Oh, and those flesh-colored pantyhose and white high heels on the bedside table are yours too," Xiaoli said anxiously. "Okay, I'll change now." After saying that, I grabbed all the clothes and went into the dressing room. Luckily, the straps of my bra were removable today, otherwise it would have been a real problem. But I was wearing a thong today, and my skirt was so short it only reached below my thighs. If I accidentally exposed myself, everyone would see everything. Oh well, I don't have time now. I'll change first. I took off my t-shirt and jeans, removed the bra straps, and then put on flesh-colored pantyhose, followed by my strapless dress. Standing in front of the mirror, I realized it fit me quite well. I put on my white high heels, and I looked like a sexy beauty. After getting dressed, I went outside. When I stood by Xiaoli's bed, I could clearly feel all the men in the room staring at me. Some were looking at my chest, some at my legs, and they all seemed eager to pin me down. I'm used to men looking at me like that; any normal man would react that way. "Look, you can all look all you want. You won't see anything substantial anyway. As long as I'm careful not to expose myself, it'll be fine." After chatting with Xiaoli for a while, I heard firecracker vendors downstairs. Looks like the groom has arrived. Everyone was getting ready when Xiaoli whispered in my ear, "Yaqi, they have a custom of teasing the bride and bridesmaids at weddings here. Be careful later. You're so pretty and dressed so sexily, don't let anyone take advantage of you." "I know that's a custom at weddings, but it's okay. As long as it's not too excessive, it's fine. I often encounter people touching my butt or my chest on the bus and subway. I'm used to it. Just don't go too far. A touch or a tug is fine," I said. As they were talking, the groom came up with his entourage. I was shocked to see at least a dozen people with him. Sure enough, after seeing the bride, they all fixed their gazes on me. After the ceremony at home, I went out with the bride. Once outside, everyone insisted that the groom carry the bride down the stairs, saying her feet couldn't touch the ground so that their future would be smooth sailing. Good heavens, that's 18 floors! Wouldn't carrying her all the way down be exhausting? The groom readily agreed, lifting her up and heading towards the stairs. I stood there, smiling as I watched the groom carry the bride away. Just then, I suddenly felt someone pick me up horizontally, and I screamed in fright. Then I saw a huge fat man, weighing at least 220 pounds, lift me up horizontally by one hand under my legs and the other hand around my waist. Before I could even say anything, the fat man said, "The bridesmaids have to be carried too." I was speechless. What kind of rule is this? That fat man's left hand was on my thigh, which was covered in stockings, and his right hand was just below my chest as he walked towards the stairs. On the first floor, that fat man took advantage of me countless times, constantly groping my legs and his right hand still occasionally touching my chest. My skirt was too short, and I was afraid of exposing myself, so I had to keep my legs tightly closed. When the fat man couldn't lift me anymore, other people would come over every now and then to help him lift me up. My God, when they lifted me, they were just touching my buttocks and lifting me up! How could they do this? It's too much! I've been taken advantage of so many times along the way, but we finally arrived at the wedding car. When I sat next to the bride, Xiaoli noticed my face was all red and asked what was wrong. I couldn't say anything, since they'd touched my whole body, so I just said I was probably too hot and it was nothing. After a half-hour drive, we arrived at the groom's house. On the way up, I thought, "They've had their fun, right? Hopefully no one will take advantage of me anymore." At the groom's house, there was a simple ceremony, and then the bride and groom went to their new house for the photographer to take some pictures. I thought my mission was finally accomplished, and I was about to go get some water when I heard someone shout that it was time to prank the bridesmaids! I was startled. How much more pranks were they going to do? Don't go too far! Then, I was pushed and pulled by seven or eight men into a room next door. Once inside, they hugged and pushed me, scaring me so much that I screamed, repeatedly saying, "Stop messing with me! You're going too far!" The fat man who started it all said, "Everyone's happy today, it's bound to be a bit chaotic. There's no such thing as going too far. Don't take it to heart, everyone's happy." Before I could say anything, the fat man grabbed me and threw me onto the bed. That fat bastard even got on the bed and pinned me down, his hands groping me all over. I felt like I was about to be raped, screaming incessantly and pushing him away. But I was no match for him, and soon I ran out of energy. Then the fat man said, "The groom's getting married today, so he can have some fun with the bride tonight. We're not so lucky, we can only dream about it. As the bride's best friend, we'll demonstrate, of course it won't be real. Haha." I panicked as soon as I heard that. What do you mean by "demonstrate"? Do you mean I have to have sex with you? No way! At that moment, the fat man spread my legs and pulled up my skirt, completely exposing my lower body to them. Underneath my flesh-colored pantyhose was a pink thong. I screamed, "No! Let me go! You can't do this!" The people standing by the bed were also stunned by this scene. "Damn, I didn't expect you to dress so sexy. Isn't this tempting us to commit a crime?" the fat man laughed. "Let me go! You're going too far!" "It's okay, I told you I wouldn't do it for real. We'll definitely tease the bridesmaids at other people's weddings, don't worry." At this moment, the fat man actually spread my legs wide apart and pressed himself against me, moving up and down. I could clearly feel that the fat man's penis was already hard. Because it was summer, his pants were very thin, and his penis kept rubbing against my vaginal opening through his pants, my stockings, and my underwear. I kept screaming, but the more I screamed, the more excited he seemed to become. His lower body kept rubbing against my vaginal opening, and his hands kept squeezing my breasts. I felt like I was being raped, except that he didn't actually penetrate me. Poor me, such a beautiful and sexy woman, being ravaged by such a fat man. Maybe it's because I haven't had sex in so long, but being ravaged like this by him actually made me slowly feel something. I felt like I was already wet, and the fat man got more and more excited, squeezing my breasts with both hands. Because I was wearing a strapless dress, his constant squeezing and his thrusting upwards made it even more arousing.In this situation, he lifted my little dress to my waist, pulled down the strapless part, and completely exposed my bra to them. Fortunately, he didn't go any further and rip off my bra. Maybe, like he said, it was just for fun and wouldn't be real. I'm a normal woman, and I have physical needs too, so it's impossible for me not to react when he plays with me like this. Gradually, my resistance lessened, and I even seemed to be enjoying it. The fat guy noticed my change and stopped what he was doing, saying, "We won't do it for real, but we can't stand you like this. How about this, I'll do these movements, and you cooperate a little. With your looks and figure, just think of it as helping us masturbate. We'll ejaculate in a few strokes, and once we've all ejaculated, no one will bother you anymore. It won't really harm you much; at most, we'll just be the ones who benefit." I didn't expect him to make such a offer, but after thinking about it carefully, what he said made sense. They were bound to bother me today, so rather than letting them take advantage of me, it was better to help them ejaculate. After a man ejaculates, he doesn't have much desire anymore. So I said, "Okay, I agree, but you have to know when to stop. Don't go all the way, and don't take my clothes off any further." Everyone agreed. That's when I realized there were eight men in the room. Wasn't I essentially being gang-raped by all eight of them? At that moment, the fat man got up and started taking off his clothes. I immediately said, "What are you doing? Didn't we agree not to go all the way?" "I'm not going all the way, but I still feel like I have too many clothes. I'm taking off a few pieces. Don't worry, I won't take off my underwear," the fat man replied. In no time, the fat man was down to his underwear. His underwear was bulging high from his penis, and even through it, I could tell it was huge. If we were to actually have sex, I definitely wouldn't be able to handle it. The fat man pounced on me like a hungry wolf, saying, "Can you wrap your legs around my waist? That would be more realistic." Hearing his words, I inexplicably wrapped my long legs around his waist. Even though we were still wearing underwear, I could already clearly feel his penis. He was definitely an expert. Even through my underwear, his penis accurately found my vaginal opening. He thrust in and out of my vagina repeatedly through both pairs of underwear, and I moaned softly with each thrust. Many times, I could clearly feel his penis had penetrated completely; his large glans entered my vagina through both pairs of underwear, though only a little bit. My legs were wrapped around his waist, swinging with each thrust. My long, slender legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, wrapped around his waist must have given him a unique pleasure. My body swayed constantly, and my breasts, inside my bra, bounced up and down with each impact. After about ten minutes of thrusting, the fat man seemed to ejaculate with a roar. When he got up, I saw that his underwear was very wet, and there were even marks on my stockings. Before I could even catch my breath, another man took off his underwear and pressed himself against me. I guessed this man was a virgin; he only thrust into me for two or three minutes before stopping. When I looked down, I realized he had already ejaculated. The third man was clearly more experienced; he went too far and took off his underwear as well. He was the second man whose penis I had seen besides my boyfriend's, and it was so thick and long. After being treated like this by the first two men, I was clearly in the mood. I didn't care about anything else anymore. As long as you weren't actually penetrating me, you could take your clothes off if you wanted; I was still wearing stockings and panties. This man didn't press down on me. He lifted me to the edge of the bed, stood up, and spread my legs so his penis could naturally aim at my vaginal opening. He tried to enter me again and again through the stockings and panties. His movements were obviously more intense. I felt at least a third of his thick penis was already inside my vagina through the stockings and panties. I felt like he could puncture the stockings and panties with just a little more force and then easily enter me. There was a large dressing mirror beside the bed. I turned my head and saw myself lying on the edge of the bed in the mirror. My slender legs, clad in stockings, were spread apart by a man's hands and placed on his shoulders. My dress was completely pulled up to my waist, and my bra was completely exposed. My body swayed with his thrusting. The man's movements quickened noticeably. I knew he was about to ejaculate. Wouldn't he ejaculate on me like this, getting my clothes dirty? "Stop! You'll get my clothes dirty if you ejaculate like this." As soon as I finished speaking, I saw him lower my legs and quickly straddle me. I immediately understood what he was going to do. His actions clearly indicated that he was going to ejaculate on my face. "No, stop! Let me go!" Before I could finish speaking, his semen had already spurted onto my face. I closed my eyes in pain, feeling his still-erect penis poking haphazardly at my face, even trying to shove it into my mouth several times. I regretted my choice; they were really going too far. But alone in this situation, I had no chance to resist, only to endure their masturbation on me again and again. Fortunately, they didn't go any further, so I wasn't truly raped. After they finished, I got up, straightened my clothes, and cleaned the semen off my face before leaving the room. Later, I accompanied Xiaoli and her family to the hotel for a formal wedding ceremony and a banquet to entertain all their relatives and friends. We were busy until 2 PM when our large group returned to Xiaoli's new home. Looking at those men from the morning, I felt a pang of indescribable discomfort. Xiaoli's wedding ceremony was finally over, and seeing nothing much to do, I prepared to go home. The problem was, seeing those men from the morning and thinking about what I'd done with them still made me blush, so I told Xiaoli I was going home. But then Xiaoli's husband said, "You've been a huge help today, and we haven't had a proper time. Let's all go sing karaoke this afternoon. Xiaoli said you sing really well." "Yes, Yaqi's singing is fantastic! Yaqi, let's go!" Xiaoli said. Seeing everyone saying this, I couldn't refuse, so I nodded in agreement. A group of about 10 people arrived at a very high-end karaoke bar. Four of the eight men from that morning had also come with us to the karaoke bar.At the karaoke bar, everyone was drinking, singing, and having a great time. I'm not a big drinker, but I can manage. That fat guy was the first to sit next to me in the morning. Instinctively, I pulled my short skirt down a bit, afraid he might do something to me again. I left my jeans and t-shirt at Xiaoli's parents' house, so after the wedding ceremony, when I returned to Xiaoli's new home, I had changed out of my bridesmaid dress. Because I'm taller than Xiaoli, I couldn't wear her pants, so I had to choose her short skirt and one of her tight-fitting women's shirts. I also wore flesh-colored pantyhose and black stiletto heels. The fat guy sat next to me, drinking with me incessantly, saying, "Don't take what happened this morning to heart. We're all adults, nothing really happened. We're all friends, don't be angry, okay?" I thought about it and he was right. I couldn't be petty. Everyone who came to Xiaoli's wedding was definitely a friend, and nothing really happened, except that they took advantage of me a bit, so I didn't care too much. We were all young, so we quickly became friends, singing and drinking together, having a great time. Around 6 o'clock, Xiaoli's husband received a call from home saying that some relatives hadn't left yet, and they needed to go back to have dinner with them. Xiaoli and her husband told us to keep playing and they left first. I saw Xiaoli leave, and the others also went back. The only ones left in the room were me, the only girl, and four of the guys who had taken advantage of me that morning. I was afraid that being the only girl there, I would be taken advantage of by the four men, so I wanted to go home. But Xiaoli said, "Yaqi, you guys play first, then order whatever you want to eat. We'll come back and play together later." Fatty also said, "Yeah, it's rare to be so happy, let's play a little longer." While I was still hesitating, Fatty whispered in my ear, "Beautiful lady, don't go, play with us. We won't do anything to you. Are you scared?" "Who said I'm scared? You think you can force yourself on me? Let's play, who's afraid of who?" After the people who were supposed to leave left, only me and the other four guys were left in the private room. The four of them kept toasting me, one glass after another. Luckily, my alcohol tolerance isn't too bad, or I would have been drunk to death. At this time, someone ordered a high-energy song, and the four of them insisted on dragging me up to dance. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I was having a blast and didn't hesitate to stand up and start dancing. The fat guy suggested they watch me dance first, to get a good look. I didn't care; I often go to nightclubs to relax, and dancing was nothing to be afraid of. Plus, with the alcohol in my system, I wanted to use my alluring body to seduce them. The four men sat on the sofa drinking, while I stood on the coffee table in front of the sofa, dancing wildly. My bodycon skirt, tight shirt, long legs, and stiletto heels accentuated my figure. I kept making provocative moves, making the four men drool, and one even touched his genitals. At this moment, the fat man got up and lifted me off the coffee table. The three men beneath him surrounded me, all writhing together. Then, the fat man winked at another man, and the two of them squeezed me between them, writhing against me. The fat man behind me rubbed his genitals against my buttocks, and I could clearly feel his large penis rubbing against my buttocks through my tight-fitting short skirt. The man in front of me pressed his body against my breasts and pressed his face against mine. I was thus sandwiched between the two of them, writhing incessantly. As the fat man writhed, he gradually stroked my legs, which were clad in flesh-colored stockings, with his hand. Gradually, his erection rose higher and higher, reaching between my legs. Suddenly, I realized something was wrong. If we kept going like this, something bad was bound to happen. What man could stand this? So I immediately stopped, blushing, and said, "I'm going to the restroom. You guys continue." I splashed some cold water on my face in the restroom, trying to calm myself down. After a while, I went back into the private room. "Yaqi, everyone's tired of singing. Come on, have a drink and chat," Fatty said as I entered. "Okay, but you can't force me to drink. I've already had quite a bit today," I replied. "Alright, come on, let's have one first," Fatty said, downing a glass of beer in one gulp. I grabbed my glass and downed my drink in one go, but after drinking it, I felt this drink was different from the others; it tasted strange. I didn't pay much attention and continued drinking, chatting, and singing with the four of them, having a great time. But the more we played, the hotter I felt, a restless sensation all over my body, and a long-dormant sexual desire. As the loud music started, the four of them pulled me up to dance again. We were all dancing wildly, feeling like we were on drugs, getting happier and more excited with each game. My feeling of being hot all over intensified; I wanted to take off all my clothes, I wanted a man to touch my body. Surprisingly, the four men were unusually well-behaved at this point; none of them made a move on me. I felt somewhat disappointed. With each dance step, my hand unconsciously touched my breasts, though the movements were very subtle. Just then, the fat man seemed to notice my change and hugged me tightly from behind. I suddenly felt a very good sensation. The fat man swayed his body back and forth and side to side while holding me, and I felt his large penis rubbing back and forth on my buttocks again. This time, I didn't feel annoyed, but rather a kind of enjoyable pleasure. The fat man gradually moved his hands back and forth across my thighs, which were clad in stockings, slowly pulling up my bodycon skirt. My lower body was gradually exposed to everyone, and the pink thong panties under my flesh-colored pantyhose were clearly visible. After completing this action, the fat man slowly moved his hands towards my breasts. He tentatively touched my breasts, and the feeling of heat throughout my body reached its peak under his stimulation. I no longer cared about who was violating my body. Seeing that I did not resist, the fat man boldly squeezed my breasts, as if he wanted to tear them off. Under his kneading, he also unbuttoned several buttons of my shirt. Although not all of them were open, most of my breasts could be seen. Suddenly, the fat man turned me around, and we hugged each other face to face. He reached out and unbuttoned all the buttons on my shirt. Then, he pulled off his own t-shirt, leaving me shirtless and holding me tightly to his chest. His hands were squeezing my buttocks incessantly. I was wearing a thong, with only a strip of fabric covering my buttocks, which were covered only by pantyhose. His squeezing my buttocks increased his comfort, and of course, my pleasure as well. At this moment, I was lost in the moment, clinging to his neck, my high breasts pressed tightly against his chest. Suddenly, the fat man exerted force, lifting me up by my buttocks. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and clung tightly to his neck. At that moment, I could clearly feel his hard, large penis pressing against the entrance of my vagina. I was clearly more aroused than in the morning, with a desire for him to actually penetrate me. The fat man whispered in my ear, "Yaqi, you're so beautiful, so sexy, I can't take it anymore. Can I relieve myself like this morning?" "Whatever, I'm in pain too," I replied. The fat man was overjoyed upon hearing my answer. He immediately picked me up and carried me to the sofa, throwing me down without any hesitation. He stood there and started pulling down his pants, even his underwear, in his haste. That's when I saw his large, erect penis. My God, it was so big, thick, and long! If he were to actually penetrate me, it would definitely reach my uterus. The fat man spread my legs and climbed on top of me. His hands reached under my armpits to support my shoulders, allowing him to thrust his penis forcefully into my vagina. The fat man's hand gradually moved to my back, searching for the hooks on my bra. I knew he was trying to unhook it. Suddenly, I felt the bra loosen, and he easily unhooked it, pushing it up. My high, firm breasts were exposed to him without reservation, and his hands began to squeeze them without restraint. Without the bra's constraint, he could touch me more comfortably, bringing my pleasure to its peak. "Ah, ah, ah—be gentle, it hurts!" I pleaded. The fat man was having a great time and paid no heed to my pleas. His left hand squeezed my breasts hard, while his right hand slowly moved towards my crotch. His right hand, through my stockings and panties, touched my genitals. He was definitely an expert; even through the stockings and panties, he could still accurately pinch my labia. "Ah, no, no!" I cried out in panic. The fat man was very skilled; soon I was being played with to the point of ecstasy, and the urge to be fucked grew stronger and stronger. At this moment, the fat man's hands reached for my genitals. With a forceful pull, oh my god, my stockings were torn, and my small thong was pulled to the side, exposing my genitals completely to him. The intense stimulation made me forget my fear, forget that I might be having sex with this fat man in front of me. After pulling down my panties, the fat man's right hand played with my labia even more unscrupulously.Two of his fingers were already inside my vagina, gripping it incessantly. A tingling sensation instantly spread from my genitals throughout my entire body. I instinctively tightened my legs, "Ah, ah, ah, no, no, let me go, how could you do this, ah, no!" "Yaqi, you're so wet down there, do you really want it? How about I satisfy you?" the fat man said, playing with me. "No, no, didn't we agree not to really do it?" I felt I couldn't resist him anymore, that he could penetrate me at any moment. My lower body was completely exposed, and his penis was not far from my vagina. Moreover, my vagina was already very wet, making penetration easy for him. So I cried out in despair, begging him. "No, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to fuck you." The fat man said, adjusting his position, preparing to thrust his huge penis into my body. By this time, I was sober and knew what was about to happen. I twisted my body violently, kicking my legs wildly, trying to stop his violation. But with the fat man's 200-pound body pressing down on me, I had no chance to resist. I gradually felt something thick and hard pressing against the entrance of my vagina. "No, no, let me go, please don't do this." I continued to beg him. "Yaqi, I'm coming," "Ah, no, no, ah." His thick penis parted my labia and slowly inserted itself. My vagina suddenly felt completely filled. "No...please...no more...ah..." The fat man's buttocks sank down, "squeak..." his entire penis went all the way in. At that moment, his penis rapidly thrust in and out of my vagina, then plunged in a few more times. The fat man's penis was very long and the glans was particularly large. When he was fully inserted, I could clearly feel his glans pressing against my cervix, as if it wanted to force its way into my uterus. The fat man's technique was excellent; each time he would pull his entire penis out completely, then thrust it in all the way again. My vagina was completely filled by his penis, the friction was incredibly intense. The fat man then spread my legs wide and hoisted them onto his shoulders. I closed my eyes in despair, tears streaming down my face. The fat man began to thrust forcefully, and all I could hear was the slapping sound of our bodies colliding, and the intoxicating pleasure of his penis eroding my cervix. He became even more frenzied and forceful, and the pleasure gradually overwhelmed my body. I finally couldn't help but moan rhythmically with the fat man's thrusts: "Ah—ah, ah—". My legs were spread wide in humiliation, letting that hard penis pound wantonly inside me. My hands gripped the sofa cushions tightly, and my legs began to move involuntarily, accompanied by alluring moans. As the fat man thrust rapidly, our flesh collided, the "slap slap" sound growing louder, and a wet, slippery sound emanated from where we were joined. My vaginal fluids gradually flowed with each thrust, trickling down my fair thighs in several streams. "Oh, oh!" The fat man's thrusts became faster and more powerful, my hips slapping against his with each violent movement, the sounds of our bodies colliding echoing. My lower body swelled from his penetration, my breasts swaying incessantly before my eyes, my nipples swollen, red, and hard. The fat man's buttocks rose and fell between my spread legs, accompanied by the sounds of splashing water. I didn't know when his rape would end. The fat man's thrusting became faster and faster, and my lower body grew wetter and wetter, the friction of the wetness making a constant "squeak, squeak" sound. "Ah...ah...ahhh...ah..." My moans had turned into short, soft cries, my head constantly tilting upwards, my buttocks thrusting downwards forcefully. "No, I can't take it anymore...I beg you...stop..." I pleaded through my moans, tears streaming down my face. "Let me enjoy myself a little longer, I'm about to cum," the fat man said, still thrusting relentlessly. The fat man suddenly started breathing heavily, saying, "Yaqi... squeeze your legs together, I... I'm going to cum!" My mind suddenly cleared, and I twisted my body, trying to pull his penis out. Today was my fertile period, and I pleaded urgently, "No... don't cum inside me..." The fat man's penis suddenly swelled even more, and he held me down tightly, thrusting even harder. "Ugh... ugh... ah..." I moaned. The swollen penis inside my vagina began to throb powerfully and rhythmically, and I felt waves of hot liquid spraying deep into my clitoris. And just like that, I, a bridesmaid, was raped by a fat man I didn't even know.

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/206758.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=206758&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : The tall senior made me ejaculate five or six times in one night.

Next Page : The lewd office had its flesh holes fully open.

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

A college student was raped on the bed by a fat man while serving as a bridesmaid.

comment Open a new window to view comments