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  • “Look, Michael.” She began. “I don’t want to drag this out so here it goes: its over. We both knew it, but it had to be said. Now, I know we’re going to have to see each other in class and group fuck so I just wanted to clear the air.” “Its not over.” Said Michael, his smile infuriating Ms. blondes Davies. “Excuse me?” “Its not over, because you don’t want it to be over.” “You don’t know what I want.” She said hotly. Michaels smile widened. “I licked every inch of your naked body. Practically. And when I was inside you, you were all too eager to be my little slut. Hell, you even said so. And I remember feeling your cunt tighten up around me when you said it. You don’t want it to be over. You want to hard fuck want it to be over, but its not over. You and I both know that you’re going to be cleaning my cum out of your gorgeous pussy. I don’t know when, but soon. And I can’t wait to get you all sweaty and lick your salty tits.” “You’re disgusting.” She said, big dick scathingly. “I am.” He said, nodding. “Which is why you want me.” “I don’t want you. Never again. And your forked tongue will never come anywhere near my breasts again either. Or any other part of my body, for Hardcore Sex that matter.” “We’ll see.” “So, you’re going to be difficult then?” Stepping out the door of the Shack, Katie got her first look at the preparations her family group fuck had made for her. “Quite so sir, dressed in a black habit as is their habit, with a white surplice,” he elaborated. He was obviously ready and it didn't take long before he was moaning too and everything was jetting out. My hips slammed faster and faster. “Because I don’t look like a 12 year old.” Kate said. He sat quickly blondes letting them settle. Hardcore Sex ‘Now take off your knickers for me D’ he instructed. Not just Kora, but Aingeal, Nathalie, and Zanyia. But I was just her fuck buddy. I could feel Matt’s cum leaking out of my ass as I sat there. I was glad she fit in it since they married. My pleasure died. I now lay on top big dick of her slightly and we kissed. “As hard fuck a matter of fact I have.
  • As soon as I sensed he was ready, I would get on all fours, and wait to ascend into doggie heaven. Monday I stood in front of the kettle in the kitchen, my body aching from the battering it had taken the previous day, my short robe wrapped round me as I waited for the kettle to boil, and listened to dawn chorus wild birds outside. I was startled out of my daydream, as I felt a cold wet nose poke under my robe, and Hector’s tongue once again found my pussy. Knowing that my coffee would have to wait, as I saw that he was already showing, and knew we both had the same idea on the perfect start to the day. Obediently dropping to all fours, Hector mounted me quickly, and drove his cock deep into me, sending an orgasm throughout me in an instant. He seemed more dominant this morning as he fucked me; his head above mine, looking around the kitchen, as he took his bitch unapologetically. I was under him, head hanging down subserviently, happy to feel his cock inside me again. There was no question as to whether I was going to take his knot or not, as this time he forced it into me early and again pumped me full of his seed. After he had finished and extricated himself from me, he gave my pussy one huge, appreciative lick, almost as a thank you, before retiring to his basket with a satisfied look on his face, as I struggled to my feet and made my morning coffee. As I stood there feeling his seed trickle down my inner thighs, a devilish thought popped into my brain. Reaching between my legs I collected a Hardcore Sex handful of his seed, mixed with my own juices, and licked my palm, savouring the taste our mixed secretions. Once my hand was clean, I pressed it again to myself, and scooped out more of the mixture, allowing it to drip into my coffee, before cleaning the last droplets from my fingers. I repeated this a few more times, and then stirred it into the dark brew, and I can tell you honestly, I have never had a morning coffee that tasted so divine. Tuesday Hector had started his day just hard fuck as he wanted, by fucking me first thing, as soon as I came downstairs, but today he seemed especially randy indeed. It seemed to me that no sooner had he finished, and I had cleaned myself up, he wanted to fuck me again. By early evening, it felt like he had fucked me a hundred times, and I had given up trying to clean myself up between bouts, enjoying the slutty feeling of being full of and covered with his cum. I had moved a leather footstool into the kitchen so that I could lay over it, supporting myself while he fucked me. As I was trying to get into a comfortable position over the stool, he once again mounted me, but this time, instead of him finding my battered pussy, his cock jabbed at my anal star. The sharp pain at my most sensitive spot caused a moment of panic as he jabbed at me, and before big dick I could work out what to do, a white hot flash of pain shot through me, as he found a hole he could use, and drove his thick cock into my ass. I have enjoyed anal over the years, and have always loved that initial pop, as a guy’s cockhead pushes past my sphincter muscles and enters my ass, but this was so much more primal. It felt like he would surely tear me apart, and draped over the stool there was no way I could get away from Hector, as he repeatedly forced his cock deeper into my ass. Hector's watery pre cum, mixed with a lot of my juices from earlier sessions that day, made everything slippery enough for him to keep going, and he started to fuck my ass at a rapid pace, sending waves of pleasure and pain through me. Realising that he wasn’t going to stop, I relaxed and the burning sensation began to subside, and I resigned myself to enjoy his anal assault. Reaching between my legs, I rubbed my clit a few times, and felt his seed from previous mating session oozing from my body. As my orgasm hit, I must have tightened my anal muscles around him, as he let out a yelp of pain, and then started fucking my ass again with a renewed vigour. I could feel his knot banging against my ass cheeks, but thought "no fucking way he’s gonna knot my ass." Then I felt his cum shooting deep inside my anal passage, spurting great jets of hot cum so far inside my ass, I was sure I could taste it. He pulled blondes out of my ass with an audible pop, leaving me slumped over the footstool, panting like the bitch I had become, a bitch with a huge smile on her face, and an ass full of dog cum. Wednesday Hector looked at me with a quizzical and seemingly disappointed look on his face, as he saw his new bitch arrive in the kitchen, dressed in joggers and a tee shirt. "We need fresh air," I bent and mock scolded him, but all he did was look at me and lick my face. I suppose he got his fresh air when he went out to do his business, but I needed to run and work a different set of muscles, other than the ones that had been over-worked the past few days. Hector greeted the word 'walkies' with as much enthusiasm as he did the word 'mount,' and soon we were running though the back garden and out into the fields beyond. If you haven't run with a dog before, it’s a dangerous occupation, I can assure you. Their pace is so much faster than ours, and as they run along side you, they can change direction and accelerate, any time they choose. That can be away from you, in front of you, or across your path. It’s the latter option that can cause the biggest problems. Whether it was a rabbit or just sheer devilment, that’s exactly what Hector did. Without a bit of warning, he turned sharply to his right, and I went straight over the top of him, and down in a heap, in the bushes along the side of the path. Whatever it was he had thought he saw, when he saw his new bitch in the position a familiar position, his focus changed immediately. As I got to my hands and knees, and was about to get back up to my feet, he was on me in a flash, sniffing at my upturned ass, then mounting me, keeping me in the all fours position. I knew that this path was fairly secluded, but the thought of succumbing to him out in the open, with the possibility of getting caught, had my pussy flooded with wanton desire. I couldn’t help myself as my brain screamed, “if Hector wants his bitch, then I have no choice but to comply.” I simply reached back and pulled my joggers and panties to my knees, without even trying to stand, as he feverishly jabbed until he eventually found my soaking wet pussy, and buried his cock in deeply. Gripping my waist, he started to pump hard, filling me full of his wonderful cock, a feeling group fuck I was quickly becoming addicted to. It was at this point that it occurred to me that while an outdoor quickie might be OK, if he tied me, then we could be stuck like that for a while, increasing the likelihood of someone happening upon us. I proceeded with this and kissed, sucked and suckled on them for some time. They disappeared into the kitchen. *"Xiao meimei, fuck, you don’t know what blondes you do to me" "Quiero que juegues con group fuck mi verga," Freddy big dick calmly Hardcore Sex told Bea in Spanish. An older gray stepped in front of them trying to call for quiet. He pulled back an almost imperceptible distance and then pressed forward again, this time a little farther. With an evil glint in his eyes, he looked right into her eyes and yanked the brush roughly out of her sore ass. Bo that fucking cock was unreal.. “N-no!” He said, defensively and let out another whimpering moan, his hard fuck cheeks flush crimson at being caught once again in the act. 'Do you want to cross them' she whispered into his ears. “I love you too more than you will ever know!” she said holding back tears. I opened wide, swallowing his shaft as the vibrator churning up my convulsing cunt. Turns out . . .