me before it pulled out. I let it stretch me for a while before I changed the speed to full blast.

At 80 rpm’s it really got me going. I held on to the sides of the counter as this fuck machine blasted me. If it could only go deeper inside me, I thought to myself. I ran my fingers over the small black remote. I took a closer look at it and noticed a dial on the side. The numbers 2, 4, and 6 were faintly visible. I switched to four and screamed out as Dulce slid deeper inside of me.

“OH Fuck Yeah!” I screamed out as it fucked me deeper.

The tension inside me had built. I felt myself get closer and closer with every thrust. Before I could realize what was happening, I lost control and shot all over the counter, blast after blast pouring out of me. I’d never shot so hard. After I came I went back down to two inches and 40rpm. There I stayed until I could catch my breath. Slowly I let myself get soft before I went back to four inches. I kept the same speed. In no time I got hard again. I stayed like that for several minutes as Dulce hit all the right spots.

I picked up the control again and thought about going up to six. I braced myself and slowly switched the lever to six. It pushed the dildo completely inside me. I couldn’t help but scream out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screamed as I lost my second load. My heart raced and I was out of breath but refused to slow down. I let it stay at six inches until I got hard again.

I didn’t hesitate to let it go full speed. I switched the dial to its full 80rpms. The pain was deliciously excruciating. It tore into me and forced me to grab on tightly to the counter. My cock shot out again and again. Never had I shot four loads so close together. Dulce was worth every penny and more. My hands shook as I shut it down. Exhausted I collapsed onto the counter. Everything around me went black and weakened from such intense fucking I lost consciousness.

In the distance I heard a voice.

“Mira nada mas. Le dije que iva necesitar alguien que le ayude,” said the voice.

I didn’t understand a word but felt a strong hand shaking me. I tried to get up but the room was spinning. I opened my eyes and found everything so bright.

“Hey you,” the man said. “Amigo despierta, um get up.”

As things came into focus I realized it was the man from the door. Slowly everything started to come back to me.

“Sorry, sorry,” I said. “I must have passed out.”

He stared at me with a blank expression. Either he didn’t understand me or he didn’t care. He helped me to my feet and handed me my clothes. I tried to stand but it felt like someone had drilled inside of me. He laughed at me as I tried to take my first shaky steps.

“Yeah good stuff eh?” he said in his broken English.

I chuckled at him. “Yeah, that’s definitely some sweet pain.”