She stretched down to take my head into her lips, and she sucked about my crease as I emptied load after load onto her tongue, her finger still invading me, pressing my convulsing organ, rubbing it hard to milk me of every drop. She rose languorously, her back keeping its arch so that her glutes bulged before my face. Every motion from her was seeped in sex, and when she turned over her shoulder to look at me, her violet eyes were half-mast and expectant. I pulled my tongue slowly from her tight depths, curling it one last time before my exit to rub along her spot. A spasm shot up her spine, and ended with her tilting her head skyward, and asian purring with a smile. japan She wordlessly repositioned herself, now straddling me just below the hips, my cock standing against her abdomen. The ergonomics seemed impossible, but she wasn’t scared at all of my size. She watched it rapturously as she pressed her pubis down on the base, and grinded her pussy-lips down my shaft. They deformed along their path, smooshing and flattening, excreting her lust all along me, preparing me. When she got to the head, any hardness that had left me after the orgasm had returned, and precum bubbled from my tip. She eased herself down atop me, reached back, and with eyes staring into mine, she guided my head inside her. “Oh…” she groaned as I stretched her. Her groan turned into a moan, then a whine as she eased herself backward, consuming more and more of me. Her whine became a cry, and her cry became a whimper, and then there was no sound, for her lips only mouthed without breath as she took the last inch of me. Her brows knitted together, her mouth gaped in wonder. She pushed herself upright on shaking arms, and showed everyone what she’d done. With her hands on my abdomen to brace herself, she got into a squat, and slowly raised fetish herself, revealing inch after inch of nectar-sheened cock, so thick that it stretched her inner-lips from her pelvis as she pulled. She got to the head, braced herself, then dropped. She squeaked, her voice cutting out once more, her breath leaving her chest. I stared in disbelief, but my awe was being slowly drowned by the sensations in my loins. Her tight heat enveloped me, the moist flesh within gripping me from base to tip, the feminine muscles clenching to squeeze me. She rose once more, then impaled herself again, and this time, her head flung back, and sounded out a scream of delight. “Oh god, Trenok!” She bellowed, “Fuck me!” I didn’t need any more encouragement. I sat upright, grabbed her by the ass, and pulled her hard against me. She whimpered, her little hands grasping my chest, her head resting on my heart, waiting for me to ruin her. I pulled her up by her ass, reared back my hips, then brought us together, her pubis pounding into my crotch, the impact vibrating in our loins. She yelped and clenched, quivering from head to toe. “Yes.” She whispered on my chest, “Yes!” I impaled her again, and again, bringing her up by her ass and plunging her back down, splitting her in two from the inside and holding her down, making her bizarre feel the full extent of her violation. She grinded on japanese my crotch, blubbering incoherently, rolling those lewd muscles up my length. Her mouth found my nipple, and she kissed it, drawing it between her lips as she looked up at me with those pleading violet eyes, her hips rolling behind her, her ass bulging in twin domes that indented pliantly around my fingers. I pushed two digits from each hand into her shithole, and felt my cock from the other side. She sputtered against me, bubbles of spit leaking from her mouth, her eyes lolling in their sockets. I dug my fingers deep, and picked her up from the inside before dropping her again, and again, and again. Her mouth lost its function, and simply gaped open to sound cry after cry, her fingers raking against my chest, helpless to do anything but take it. I began accelerating, no longer stopping at the drop, but bouncing her off me, and her soprano note fluctuated in cadence with our joining bodies, her ass clapping behind her, wafting the scent of our sex into their air. “You’re making me come!” She screamed in my ear, convulsing in the throes of yet another orgasm. Her voice was pleading, almost like she wanted me to stop, but I knew better. I kept one hand splayed across her ass with the finger buried to the knuckle, and gripped her hair with the other. I wrenched back, and her spine arched to accommodate the pull, presenting her jiggling bronze breasts. She’s never like, you know, asked me to help shave her Muffin, but I’m not really sure. Besides we are “Shelly, what’s wrong japan with you?” Sonia pleaded, unaware of the changes within Shelly. That means that you don’t have a sensitive gag reflex, if you have one at all.” Then out of nowhere the flogger connected with her pussy. All of a sudden he groaned, his cock throbbed and white stuff shot into the air. "I was going to fetish keep it as a souvenir but it looks like you need it more than I do. She said what do you have in mind daddy, something tropical with shade trees and flowers for the girls and we need japanese lounge chairs for tanning. If we do this, asian we have to really go for it. Lifting a big dildo out i was taken over by the thrill and since i knew i had noone to worry about catching me, why not? Daddy's face appeared as he lowered the paper. So sharing my "dirty little secret" with Ray turned out to be a very good thing indeed. “Yes!” Lizaveta hissed in agreement. I brought my mouth to her nipple and nibbled on it. “Huh? I kept stroking her money spot until I saw her body tense with delight, and then release itself to ecstasy. I heard my ass slap on the bizarre table as he sat me down. A wee bit broad in the shoulder, but that matched her aggressive personality.