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  • Her hands were on her breasts. She was cupping them more than kneading them, her fingers resting on her nipples but not moving, not pinching, not pulling. Watching her, it was almost like I wasn't even there. She was alone with a cock. It just happened to be my cock. The sight was very erotic, even awe inspiring. Before long, Tina leaned back, bracing herself on her hands behind her. She never stopped rotating her hips. But then all of a sudden, she also started moving ever so slightly up and down. It looked like she was achieving that without doing more than flexing her muscles and constricting her abs. "Uggggg" hardcore She groaned, and I felt her pussy become slicker. I was sure she'd just cum, but it wasn't like before. She wasn't thrashing about or gasping for air, just a simple "Uggggg" and she bathed my cock with her slick cum. Tina straightened up and then fell forward, catching herself on her hands on either side of me. Her hair was hanging down in my face, so I moved it aside to see her grinning down at me. "Okay", she purred, "I'm all warmed up now. Are you ready to fuck?" "Lets", is all I could think of to say. And then I reached up and began kneading both of her breasts. I raised my head and began kissing them and licking and sucking her hard nipples. Tina began slowly fucking me. That pace only lasted a few minutes. It was replaced with a much quicker more active Vintage pace. She began pulling off and then forcibly ramming herself back down on my cock. After what big tits seemed like an eternity, she rolled off, "You're turn. Fuck me like you mean it." I moved into position, slid my arms under knees and lifted them. She reached between us and guided my rigid cock inside her. And then I started fucking her with everything I had. Her knees were almost touching her ears, and she let out a grunt every time I drove my cock home, "Ugg, ugg, ugg, ugg." "Almost" She gasped, "Don't . . . don't stop. Almost there. Ugg, ugg, ugg." When she began cumming, I slowed down, but I didn't stop. I kept sliding my cock slowly in and out of her hot pussy. I waited until she smiled up at me to quicken my pace some, slowly accelerating little by little until I was matching my earlier frenzied pace. A couple of minutes later, she came again, this time emitting one very loud, "Uuugggggggg". Again, I slowed until she smiled up at me, signaling that she was ready to continue. Each time she came, her pussy would become very slick and I knew it was her cum causing it. I knew I was getting close to cumming myself, but I was desperate to give her at least one more. I kept slamming into her, over and over until I felt the first sensations of my cum getting ready to erupt. "I'm, almost . . ." She was still grinning as I calmed down. “Hey Ben,” one of the guys said, “get off that damn treadmill and come and look at this.” For a second, they were winning until both sides reached an equilibrium again. I made no attempt to look anywhere but right a her panties and how they stuck to he pussy, outlining it and making it easy to big tits tell she was smooth either from shaving or waxing. One evening while I was in the shower, my Daddy came into the bathroom and got into the shower stall with me. It had a glass door that opened and shut, so he opened it easily and walked right in. He surprised me when he was naked himself. But one problem. "Maybe," she replied before kissing me. I Vintage don't really want to go to college anyway, but my father will cut me off, if I don't get a degree. ______________________ The area were Kathleen was standing is suddenly enveloped in flames as her screams suddenly stop. He turned in to the bathroom to pee. She was completely unconscious. I guess they do,” he said, his expression brightening. “Oh wow, yes please” he exclaimed, the look on his face a mixture of shock and delight. Maa raised her eye brows as if asking ‘what?’ "It'll be okay Linda, I'm confused too, but I know what I'm going to do. “Of course, get in here sexy. Chloe gestured for him to lift himself up. I finally made the last hard push which had my cock fully embedded into her tight young cunt. Her mountains completely consumed me, my manhood now lost. ‘Tomorrow about noon at the local Shari’s’ was her suggestion, and a hardcore smiley face back to her, was mine. She just tried her best to get rid of her red face. This is her home. “Yes she felt uncomfortable but couldn't explain it to you and she wasn't sure about her own sexual orientation yet. I took mother's hand taking her around the Teepee pointing to the one behind mine.
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I’d always been adventurous, and my new lascivious nature compelled me to bold action. I crawled over to my breakfast, my hips swaying behind me like some jungle cat stalking her prey. My hands gently moved up his inner thighs, enjoying the contours of his muscles before reaching his balls. I cradled them in both my hands, gently massaging them, and stifling a giggle when Brock moaned in his sleep. My hands worked their way to the head of his penis, where white precum frothed deliciously. I lubricated my hands with it, taking a moment to lick some from my finger, closing my eyes to savor the taste. I began stroking his cock with one hand as my other massaged his heavy orbs, taking care not to wake him just yet. This is so much fun! I thought with glee. You know what to do. My lecherous counterpart answered. I grinned. My lips trembled with excitement as I lowered them to his head, my mouth watering. I carefully wrapped my lips around his crease, making sure my grip was air-tight before I began my consumption. I took him inch by inch until I reached my throat, tonguing the underside of his shaft with wriggling massages. Time to wake up, Brock! I forced his thick cock past the resistance of my throat, deep into my esophagus. I suppressed a gag before continuing downward until I could feel his soft balls resting on my chin. I savored the feeling of him inside of me, the smell of sex that still wafted from his loins, lingering from the night before. I looked up to see Brock’s eyes opening, their black irises staring back at me. “Queen Yavara,” Brock murmured through a hoarse moan, “you are the born ruler of Alkandra; you do not need to suck on the lowly cock of some orc chieftain anymore.” hardcore I knew the stories; they were children’s tales meant to scare elflings lest they wander into the Great Forest. A reincarnated dark-elf of terrible power, hell-bent on vengeance against the Highland Kingdom. It was absurd, but it didn’t surprise me that simple tribesmen held the story as prophecy, waiting for a scion to deliver them from obscurity. But we were a thousand years from the days of Alkandi the Terrible, and I had no interest in roleplaying this morning. I slowly withdrew from Brock, my lips still sealed tightly, a vulgar sucking sound accompanying a low moan that ascended from my chest. I placed Brock’s upon my face, the shaft resting on my cheek while my fingers toyed with his swollen head. “I am no Queen, Brock. I am a princess of the Highlands, and after my fun is over here,” I smiled seductively while slowly stroking his shaft, “I will return there, and figure out what mad wizard put such a curse on me.” I crawled up Brock’s legs, my left hand still gently grasping his cock. I straddled him, my right hand tracing the ripples of his muscled chest. I pushed the she-orc strap that covered my openings to the side, but left the “bra” that covered my nipples and held my ample breasts high on my chest. Placing his throbbing cock between my asscheeks, I grinded slowly, feeling him rub against my pussy and asshole. My body reacted instantly, oozing lust from petals which flushed with want. But I would keep my virginity (as it was), and only offer Brock what he’d already stolen. Truth be told, I doubted I could ever garner such delights from my womanhood; a debased whore such as myself was made to revel in the filthy and wrong. For that was what I was, and so I whole-heartedly accepted the woman who had blossomed from my sexual awakening. The very idea of the lows I would delve to aroused me beyond control, and I pressed his tip to my winking sphincter. “But until then, I’m going to enjoy every second of this lowly, orc cock.” I said, smiling devilishly, and squatted. A moan leaked big tits from my lips as I took him, enjoying the pain of my splitting insides. I let him stretch my asshole to capacity, sliding into my taut filth until my legs turned to jelly with the pleasure of it, and gave out. Some were taking dicks from both ends, or in all three of their holes. Our Vintage buried ATV wasn't going anywhere until next spring, and there was no way we would be able to hike the fifteen miles back to big tits base through this snow cover. I felt my prick engulfed in her fever hot pussy. “Rest with honor, sister,” the living bomb says to the bounty hunter. “My poor baby sore,” he shot back. Maria asked do you think Daddy will approve of this? Shouldn’t you be yelling at me and telling me to leave your hardcore friends alone?” It knifed through the fog on my mind, banishing it. After people thought that the disaster was finally over, a series of consecutive earthquakes that measured above 9 on the Richter scale shook the Earth shattering the remaining buildings that survived the apocalypse. I stayed connected on her clit and a finger in her pussy until she pushed my head away from her pussy.