Sunday, September 03, 2006

Adult Girls Swim Bump

I nodded my head.

He took his cock out of my mouth and shoved his cock into my now soaking pussy. Holding my legs down with his he rammed his cock into me again and again. I felt his heavy balls smack against my sore ass. I began fucking him back. His mouth moved into the matted hair in my bushy armpits. “Aaaaahhhhhhhh I love the hair in your unshaven underarms its so long and so thick” he groaned. Was I being raped or was I being pleasured. I wrapped my legs around his body as we fucked harder and harder. I wanted to rape this hairy monster. The lips of my pussy pulled him deeper into me. I could feel myself tighten inside, ready to cum. He thrust again, and again into me. I could feel his body tensing up. He grunted, and I felt him shoot himself up into me. His hot cum filled my cunt as he buried himself deep in my belly. Right then I came, the muscles inside my pussy clenching tightly at him, as the rest of his cum dripped from his still hard cock.

"How does it taste, slave?"

As he saw her going to the cash register holding a large flat box he realized that she was leaving alone carrying her own personal pizza. He slowly and carefully poured the liquid into the large cotton ball and stepped from the van and walked to the rear of the car parked right behind her vehicle.



She said, “sure, a beer would be nice,” as she stepped back from me.

“Good. You may cum now. Get a glass and cum into it”

"What did you do with Lars?" he wanted to know, shedding his underwear.

After a few more moments Molly seemed to start coming down slowly from her climax. The cries quieted to a soft moaning and her spasms calmed to an occasional shudder.

"You were supposed to be wearing the hooker outfit tonight." I replied in a low voice full of shock.

. . . Finally, Michael was down to his third card. "Blindfolded, sit in a chair. Put you legs together and have three of the women come and sit on your lap for 20 seconds. They will try to get you off, and if they do, they become the winner. If not, you win and they are at your beck-and-call."

Your kisses start to trail from my lips to my neck softly. I moan ever so softly. Your hands slide down my sides slowly. I continue to plant a few kisses on your neck. Your fingers wrap around the end of my shirt and your pinky starts to slide up under it. Again I moan softly as I run my hands up your chest. The rest of your hands sneak up under my shirt and you look at me as you slightly drag it up.

Tom knew her ordeal wasn't over either, as all three men said there watching the videos she made.

Feeling Gina’s tongue buried deep in my ass really was a wild feeling for me, and it was intensely pleasurable to put it mildly. As she tongue-fucked my rear, rimming my asshole and savouring the tangy taste of my bunghole, I wanked myself off. But I could feel my ball-sacs begin to tingle and throb with arousal as my load began to churn, and I knew that I was beginning to really feel my orgasm building up inside of me. It was an intense feeling, one that I could recognise and easily identify for what it was. I was sexually aroused to the point where I knew that I had to satisfy myself with a pussy or an ass – any one would’ve been quite all right just as long as the orifice belonged to a woman. And I had quite a favourable field of choices to select from, for damn sure!

He continued to tease and pleasure my tiny pleasure spot with his tongue while one of his hands gently massaged my fleshy folds and he inserted a couple of fingers into me from the other hand. Instantly he was touching me inside like he had never touched me before. His motions weren't just random strokes in and out, but instead he was almost hunting for particular places inside of and each time he found one spot in particular he would gently work it, and me, into a fever like I've never experienced. Several times over I almost went over the edge and each time, as he had done previously, he stopped me completely crossing the line. I couldn't turn back and I couldn't say anything that would bring this to a sudden stop. I was at his mercy and he knew it.

“I know, but this way I will be adjusted for the convention opener tomorrow night, and the lectures and stuff the day after.” She replied.

"Thank you," she smiled sincerely, as though the compliment surprised her. She smoothed the blazer down from her ribs to her hips. "So do you," She added with a grin.

“So that’s the local witch, hmm,” the spy walked up behind Drake, and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. She had to stand on her toes to do this, as he was quite larger then her, but he didn’t mind – it made her large breasts crush against his back. He loved feeling the touch of his slaves, and rarely punished them for this openness. This one’s name was Jinx, because of her tendency to bring bad luck upon her sisters. She was one of his favorite spies, and he would have used her to infiltrate the Charmed House, except he had more important work for her. He had sent her to follow Balthazar ever since he came to this dimension, and she was the first to report when he fell in love with the witch. That was when Drake knew he could use her to get to the half-demon, but when their love bloomed, he saw how he could further his plans.





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