Bonnie propped over the tip of that straining staff.
He’ll never fit. I worried my lip. Watching fearfully.
Bonnie slowly hovered over the swollen head of it. Sighing and shuddering as she began lowering onto it. It peeled apart her entrance and she moaned. Putting her hands on her thighs to balance herself so she could ease down.
Inch by inch she breathed deeply to steady herself. Wincing now and again in pain.
I was shuddering in horror.
I was stunned as she made it down to where there were only a few inches of him propped up, ready to enter her.
But Bonnie paused and it was clear she couldn’t do it. She lifted her body and lowered it. Whooshing air as she worked him in and out. Moving faster so her breasts were flopping.
He reached up to cradle them. His thumbs stroking the plump
