The dining room table(IE/WF)

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The sight of his muscled body and hard cock is too much to resist and you bend over the dining room table placing your belly on it and leaving your ass hanging over the edge you then spread your legs as wide as possible. He steps behind and grabs the bottle of beer and starts pouring it down your ass crack you jump at the coldness but manage to maintain your position.

He then starts to lap up the beer as it drips down your perineum, the bottle is soon empty and he stands playfully biting your ass cheeks as he does which makes you jump again. He places a hand on your back and holds you down while you feel something pushing at your puckered hole, its cold to the touch and you realize it's the neck of the beer bottle, before you can protest he pushes it in catching you off guard and making you squeal. The sensations running through you are a mixture of pain, pleasure and numbness caused by the cold bottle, he fucks you with the bottle for a few minutes its tapered neck opening up your ass just a little more with each thrust he stops as quickly as he started your ass making a loud popping noise as it is removed.

The next thing you feel pushing at your ass is hotter, thicker, and softer than the bottle and could only be his cock, you grip the side of the table instinctively as he pushes it into you the thickness of it brings you more pain than the bottle and you groan loudly, he keeps pushing in slowly letting your ass adjust to him, you feel his pubic hair tickling your ass cheeks you're not sure how long it took but you feel a sense of pride at being able to take it all. You hear him grunting wildly behind you he pulls out slowly he only takes about half of it out before he slams back in to you shooting his load into you as he does so.

He then picks you up locking his arms around your knees, and he carries you up to bed his cock still embedded in your ass, when you get to your room he climbs up onto the bed with you.

What now?

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