With agonizing, torturous slowness, Romeo pushed the smooth pink egg entirely past her tight back gates.
Dolores violently arched her spine against the massive wooden plank. Her perfectly snatched waist left the wood completely.
"Ahhh!" she screamed, her flawless face contorting with a mixture of supreme shame and profound fullness.
The cold, foreign artifact settled deeply inside her untouched back courtyard. It felt incredibly strange!
She was a supreme shadow assassin of the Dark Sisters Sect, yet here she was, completely exposed and stuffed exactly like a holiday courtyard turkey!
Her plump peach was already weeping an entire ocean of slippery Yin nectar.
The sheer humiliation of being spread eagled and violated by a "retarded" virgin boy was sending terrifying shockwaves of pure lust directly into her spiritual sea.
'If any of my sisters see this visual, then I would have to dug a hole in the ground and bury myself in it!'
