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  • “Fucking her deep and hard in her pretty little anus with a finger?” “Oh, that and many other things,” Kara assured me, increasing the pressure on the tip of her finger as I felt my little rectal pucker begin to relent and nip teasingly at the tip of her digit. I laughed. “Of course things like blowjob a bubble butt finger,” I asserted nervously. “My little asshole would be much too small and tight for anything larger than that.” “Do not be so sure, my little butt slut,” Kara countered. “It is an amazing little hole, and I suspect from your squirming at my touch that you will find that the larger and deeper the penetration, the more pleasure you will gain. But fear not, little one. We will start you off small.” I groaned with shameless delight as Kara finally fulfilled my perverse desire by slipping her finger into the tight, clutching confines of my trembling rectum. I squirmed with passion under her talented touch, feeling the tip of her finger exploring inside the humid rim of my asshole. Then she bent, bringing her pretty face close to my squirming backside. I felt her heated breath exhaled across my naked butt cheeks. I heard her licking and sucking -- wetting a second finger. A warm droplet of spit fell into the crack of my ass, trailing slowly downward. “More?” she inquired. I nodded nervously, but Kara demanded my committment. “You must say it, Kristy. Tell me what you want me to do.” I gulped. It was one thing to passively have these perversions done upon me. But to ask for them -- to beg -- was yet another level of degradation. straight Kara withdrew her probing finger from my butthole. I turned to latino look back at her, pleading with my eyes. She sucked sensuously on her fingers, first her long slender middle finger and then her pointed index finger, big dick fresh and warm from the hot, clutching confines of my tight little bunghole. “Pl... Please, Kara...” I managed to squeak, my voice cracking piteously. Fingers in her mouth, she looked at me with a cocked eyebrow, waiting. “Please...” I begged again, but to no avail. She closed her eyes, inserting both fingers into her mouth and sucking noisily. I felt like she had big dick more to say. I'll do anything!” It’s ok I find it kind of hot a brother and sister making out. Her muscles were contracting tightly around my cock and the warmth mixed in with it almost made me cum hard, I took a breath once I was fully in her and started to thrust picking my pace up every few thrusts and she was loving it making all kinds of noises and small squeals between thrusts. Her brother blowjob continued fingering her throughout the intense sexual ordeal, and only once her orgasm faded, did he remove his fingers and get up to his feet, leaving her straight laying on the bed motionless, her body like putty. My taped up futa-dick twitched against my shaved pussy. Stephanie pulled her shirt back down, then jumped up and said “Well then let’s go!” as she held her hand out to bubble butt latino pull him up. The wet, warm tightness moved further down his member and it felt incredible, much better than when he masturbated. But here is a hint…….. Oh and let’s not forget the three of us..
  • Not that it was bad, it definitely wasn’t. But, she was not a virgin and had been with a number of other guys and so in some ways the bloom was off the rose. That didn’t prevent them from being very happy for seventeen years and produce two of the most wonderful children ever born. But, like too often happens, life got in the way and it unraveled about ten years ago and now he finds himself at fifty-two with time and a lot of money on his hands. Even though his children were totally raised up and educated, he gave Evelyn a mil of the funds, just for the heck of it and in appreciation for that, she came over to his new condo home and for old time’s sake, fucked him into being comatose on his mattress. And left a very nice card for him before he woke up in the morning. ‘That’s what you have been missing! Anytime you want another round, let me know! And thanks for the tip, too.’ He nearly choked on his honey flavored oats over that. And he just might take her up on that, too. But, in the meantime there were young pussies out there just waiting for his cock and money. He intended to find them and sample them and then he just might get back to his Evie. So, in his new triple combined unit bubble butt condo, he made himself at home and considered how to approach this challenge. Through some of the other pervs of the complex he learned a lot of what to do and so he had a pro at this, a weasel code named Weasel, of all things, set up the situation for him. He put an advertisement out on social media and any other media types that he could that he represented a mature man that wanted a relationship with younger women and was able to afford them. Weasel got a lot of returns on those outreaches and took notes on them and passed over the most likely to Orson to choose among. He did warn Orson that those who were too straight open about what they would offer could be scams or possibly Law Enforcement trying to weed the pervs out of the town. So, a lot of them over that and with totally inappropriate pictures sent were eliminated from serious considerations. One of the returns was from a lady of about thirty-six who said that she was a widow with ten children (seven of them female) who was looking for a situation to help her taking proper care of her children. Orson was intrigued with this and so made blowjob an appointment at the library to discuss this with her in one of its meeting rooms. When Molly showed up, it was with big dick three of her girls, ages three, ten and sixteen. There was no way that he would be interested in the two younger ones present for his intimate fun. But, after introducing them to Orson, they were excused to go out and look over the books available. And she then settled down to a serious conversation with him over if they could balance out their interests for their mutual benefits. Orson without committing himself to anything asked Molly, if she latino understood what he wanted out of the deal. He didn’t want to come right out and say that he wanted sex with her minor daughters, which could have got him into real trouble, if it got out or was being recorded somehow in the supposedly private room. She looked him in the eyes and said that she understood what a man of mature years would want with a widow woman’s family that had several teen daughters. And so he asked, if that was a fact, was she going to cooperate with that purpose of his and she said that yes she would. And she also said that she needed work to help support her family, without a male breadwinner, and would be happy to keep his home for him as a pro. He asked how would that work with him and the girls, and she said that she would protect them from abuse, but not playing with him (intimately it was inferred.) So he told her that he would pay her a very high wage if that was so and hired her on the spot to take care of things in the home, like meals and cleaning. He promised to pay her the regular rate for this doubled, which would go far to relieve her budgetary problems. And she was to show up on Monday morning. So, on Monday morning, she showed up with the ten year old girl and began to clean the house. To Orson, this was definitely not what he had agreed to and sat on the couch watching an early baseball game in a profound sulk. Seeing this, Gladys the young girl went in to her mother who was cleaning the kitchen and had her make a tub of popcorn and two iced glasses of root beer. Then she took two trips to deliver them to the living room and the sulky adult there. He at first ignored the popcorn and root beer, but the little girl would not touch either until he did and sat primly right up next to him and hummed to the jingles on the T.V. and watched the baseball game with occasional little girl comments on the actions. I, well, I’m pretty sure I insulted him, so the next thing I know, he’s making me finger myself on his bed, blowjob moaning his big dick nephew’s name into the camera.” I didn’t tell you it wasn’t true. “Would you like to try out this slave cunt for the evening, bubble butt General? “I have no reason to trust you on this, but you could give me your word. Her smile was wide and welcoming. Ugh! They were pink, the first one the size of a marble, the straight last one bigger than a golf ball. After the punishment I would remain on display (supposed to be a latino deterrent) until dusk. You'll see.” “Yeah, you are, just a fucking skank. Joanna folded her arms and eyed him up and down as he revealed his stunning figure, slightly jealous that her brother could look just as dazzlingly feminine as she could with virtually no effort, despite how useful it had proven to be, “Just be evasive.” • Head Stan was practically standing up on the bed thrusting his manhood downward into Denise’s pussy. It was high, firm, wide and with a curvature that sent viewers’ passions soaring. "Perfect posture, Miss Granger," Umbridge finally says. Axel then took all the ropes off me before Daniella got me a drink and as we stood talking Tom came over with a couple of other people. Screw them.”