His massive cock was thicker and longer than her forearm and he’d been driving it up her aching ass for the last hour. At first, Jen had wondered if he’d ever cum, so she’d get a rest from feeling like she was being torn in two, but he’d already cum up her battered asshole three or four times, without getting even a little less hard. He said that he’d studied meditation techniques and that he’d be fucking her asshole until it was so stretched out, it’d be useless for any cock other than his own. As she started to pass out from the prolonged pain, she thanked him for being so amazing and caring. After all, he was willing to make her ass his own forever or at least until he was tired of fucking her. How could she ask for a better man?