Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere - Sex Stories

Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere

... into her ass with reckless abandon. He didn’t care if she screamed, or laughed, or cried. He was going to cum deep inside her ass, and she was going to feel his every inch plow deep inside of her and go off like a fire hose. “UUUUrrrrggghhhhhh, uuunnnghghghghg, uuuuuhhhhhhnnnnn,” she panted as he grabbed a firm hold of her hips. He didn’t care if she tried to hide her face in the covers any longer. All he cared about was getting deep inside of her and releasing his load. It didn’t matter. He was pounding her so hard that her entire upper body bounced up and down at her waist, slamming her face down onto the mattress only for her to unwittingly spring back. “NOOOOOO, AAAHHHHHH, uuuuhhhhhnnnnnn,” she screamed. Hayden was f***ed to hold herself up on her forearms, just to keep from getting bounced around. She knew with his frantic pace in and out of her rectum that it wouldn’t be long, and was shocked at how painful this act was, and yet how much her body was still giving in to a disturbing sort of pleasure. “AAAAAHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHH, AAAAAAHHHHHH, FUUUUCCCCKKKKKK,” she screamed as he buried himself to the base of his shaft inside her ass and sprayed and sprayed his thick hot liquid into rectum. “UUUUUurrrrggghhhhhh, UUUUNNGGGHHHHHH,” she moaned as she spasmed around his cock, unwittingly thrusting her hips back toward his member and burying him even deeper inside of her before finally dropping her face down into the mattress, whimpering like a baby at the pain of the ordeal, but ...

... also at the unexpected and unwanted pleasure from it. He pulled out of her worn out ass and let himself collapse down on the bed beside her. Hayden gave a long slow sigh of relief as her asshole was once again empty. They both just lay there for several long minutes, catching their breath. With both he and Hayden still lying face down, the man reached over and put a hand on her back, gently rubbing over her shoulders through silk of her slip. Hayden tensed up her body slightly. They had to be done. She couldn’t believe he that he could possibly be ready to take her again, or that she could even handle another event like the one that had just occurred. He rolled her over onto her back, gently fondling her breasts. She wanted him to stop touching her, but even so still felt a pleasant sensation run through her as he gently caressed her soft skin. “So tell me Hayden, what made you come to New York?” He knew the answer, but wanted to hear her say the reason out loud. She found it strange that he was asking her such a question. Surely, if he had gone through all this trouble up to this point, he knew why she was here and what she was doing. “I was doing a publicity tour for the Candie’s Foundation.” “Oh, what are they,” he asked. “They want to reduce the rate of teen pregnancy,” she panted. “How ironic,” he said as he swung his body up on top of her. “What, again,” she whimpered, disheartened and amazed that he still wasn’t done with her. “What do you think your foundation would ...