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  • Whilst I was remembering the fucking that Luke gave me on one of them, a young man came up to me and asked me if I wanted to hire one. When I turned to see him it was a different young man to the previous time, and he was looking me up and down. I smiled and replied, “Yes, why not, I had a great time last time I was on one so why not.” “So you’ve been on one before?” “Yes, the other day, here.” “Oh yes, Matt told me about the naked girl, I guess that that was you.” “Possibly, it depends on how many naked girls you get hiring one of your jet-skis.” “Not many, unfortunately. So do you want to hire one?” “Yes please.” “Come on up to the hut and we’ll sort things out for you.” I followed him to the hut and paid him then asked him if I could leave my bag in the hut. Then he handed me a life-vest. “Can you managed fastening it?” “Yes, but have you got one without the bottom strap, the one I wore the other day was uncomfortable, kept rubbing me. Way too hard for my delicate skin.” The young man looked down to my pussy and I was sure that he was imagining my delicate skin. “Sorry, they all have those straps, stop them riding up and coming off.” “Tell you what, lets not bother with the life-vest, I’m a good swimmer and I have no intention of going fast. You don’t see as much when you’re going fast.” “True, but are you sure, gang bang everyone who hires a jet-ski is supposed to wear one, insurance condition.” “I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.” “Okay then, it’s a good job that the boss isn’t around, he wouldn’t let you go without one.” “Then it’s a good job that he’s not here to see me.” The young man was just standing looking at me, obviously deep in thought. I let him think about whatever for a few seconds then asked him if we could go. “Oh, yes, sorry, I was just thinking about the boss seeing you.” I giggled and wondered if he should have finished his sentence by adding ‘using a jet-ski without a life-vest’. We walked back to the waters edge and he pushed one of the jet-skis backwards until it was floating. I climbed on and stood with one foot either side of the seat letting him look at my pussy as he strapped the kill switch chord to my wrist. It was only a velco strap but for some reason he found it difficult to get it right on my wrist. Probably because he wasn’t looking at what he was doing. He was finally satisfied and he then pushed the jet-ski back and turned it round. He’s right. We are only restricted by our imagination.” I commented on how good her mouth felt and she was doing a great job."My husband loves to watch me suck cock"she said,"it turns him on when I fuck some one new". She looked down and nodded some when he made the comment about there not being many virgins in America, nodding and letting out a small laugh. And drove her to the PX and helped her with her shopping and loading of the food and other groceries into the back of the Jeep. She tried to remember what the nerd's real body looked like...skinny, limp brown hair, poor complexion...? She had gray blue hair hanging out of an oversized knit hat in a side ponytail, she was probably a D cup if not DD and she was curvy as hell. She... We cuddle on the couch until gang bang I feel I’m ready again. They reminded him a bit like what the queen looked like only darker in color.
  • Prestira gazed up submissively, and complied. Not quickly enough, apparently, for the man impatiently pulled Prestira to him, forcing a gag from her throat when his entire length drove down her esophagus. I might’ve killed the bastard if I didn’t know he was giving her exactly what she wanted. Another man positioned himself under Prestira and sunk his cock into her slit while the final man moved behind her and slowly pushed his extensive organ into her gaping anus. Prestira’s muffled exaltation could be heard throughout the room, and the patrons cheered to see her so defiled. And me? Well, I was confused. On one hand, I was rocking a boner that could’ve cut diamonds, and on the other, I felt an odd… jealousy. “Yeah, Prestira!” Brock yelled next to me, clapping his hands energetically. I glowered at him, and the cadence of his applause dwindled somewhat, before accelerating with a defiant sneer. Yavara yanked on Prestira’s leash, forcing her neck high and her back into a bow. Yavara settled onto her new throne while the man beneath her methodically drove, his impressive girth stretching her pussy wide. “You should see yourself, Prestira.” Yavara moaned delectably, acting as gang bang the queen of debauchery, “You look so happy with those cocks in you. A little slut in her natural state. Drive into her harder, boys; your slave is getting complacent.” Her subjects obeyed without protest, plowing into my poor ex-wife until her eyes glazed over, her mind engulfed in the brutal passion, her body simply reacting on instinct. There was a moment, a mere millisecond when her eyes refocused, and from above the man she was sucking, she looked directly at me. I’ll stop if you want me to. She said, I’d hate you a little for it, but I’d do it. You do what you want. I don’t care. And even as I thought it, I cringed. If Prestira could smile, she would’ve been grinning from ear to ear. Dinner tomorrow? She asked. Prestira… I can make the reservations; I know the perfect place. We are not doing this. Ever. I said with such venom that I swore I saw Prestira flinch. Though her eyes were already glistening with ecstatic tears, they seemed to redden somewhat as they looked at me. It’s a dockside café by the harbor. The sunset shines on the bay, and it looks like the water is on fire. I’ll get us a patio spot. Maybe you should ask one of your new friends. They have such great softshell crab. Her voice broke on the last word. I looked to the ceiling despairingly, then back down at her. Something in me gave way when I gazed into those white sorceress’s eyes. Though her body reacted with violent euphoria, and her expression was gaunt with her gluttonous sucking, her eyes were fixed pleadingly on me. I haven’t had seafood in a long time. I said with a rueful smile. Her eyes shone like the sun. Will seven work? If she coos, work there more. Still not believing what I was seeing, I gang bang was even more confused when I felt my member growing. You are married to a man, but you are like a big time lesbo. While she was telling her mom about the night on the town, I went to piss then came back to bed with her. It was so bad he was thinking of sleeping through lunch, but reasoned he would not wake up again and miss next period if he did. (stupid idiot) No! said the suit, before he walked away. Her bowels clenched. He bent me over the desk. While it meant I could cum in her all I wanted, all I could think about was her brother filling her up with his incestuous baby batter and it hitting a wall. Tammy: I opened the door and when I did I saw Heather was naked. I picked up one of the plastic chairs, slid the glass door open just enough to slide through into the empty store. They tried growth hormone shots and several experimental procedures, but Bridget continued to remain a small child... just as she had said she would. It was never specified of where she was from, but we went through the motions of verifications of her eligibility to work in our locale and had everything above board about her job, just like with Helen. Susan: I am in 618.