Our noses pressed beside each other and breathed with sharp, desperate intakes as the fervency of our kiss grew, only broken so that I could rip Lucilla’s shirt from her neck. Her fine, platinum hair tangled in disheveled strands with the forcefulness of the pull, and her breasts jiggled delightfully from their release. The glowing, fiery patterns that tattooed her were bright with my desire, illuminating from her and thrumming with the anticipation of her heart. Lucilla finally managed to rip my belt away, and I shoved amateur my pants down as her fingers ripped my blouse along the seam, sending buttons clattering to the floor as my bust burst from the torn cloth. “Oh, god I need it!” Lucilla breathed desperately, her eyes pleading as her hands wrapped around me, “I need it right now!” I needed it even worse. I was shaking with the desire, my motions forceful and violent, my patience gone. I grabbed Lucilla by the succulent meat of her thighs, beneath her skirt and above her high stockings, pulled one leg up, and pushed between them. My raging, rigid heat found wet, soft warmth. Her moist petals gave way to my advance, her lewd-lips stretched inwardly as I penetrated, and her tight sheath welcomed me into her with slickening nectar and teen sucking muscles. Our pelvises met, our breasts flattened together, and our mouths moaned a mutual tone of satisfaction. I slowly sunk the last few inches I had through her tightness, and felt Lucilla’s thighs quiver around me as I touched her bottom. “Holy shit!” Lucilla cried, eyes wide in wonderous pleasure, lips gaping in a pink oval, “Julia, you’re so fucking deep!” “Shh!” I hissed, trying to contain my own exaltation, “There are people right outside!” “I know,” Lucilla grinned an open-mouthed smile, “maybe they’ll complain to the manager.” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I smiled. “You’ll just have to think of a way to shut me up.” Lucilla smirked. Lucilla’s stifled screams wetted against my palm as I rammed into her, unable to be gentle, mature possessed by an animalism that flowed through every vein. Lucilla welcomed my ferocity; locking her heels together behind my hips, sinking her fingers into my rippling glutes and giving me an encouraging squeeze. Her eyes were wide above my pressing hand, her breasts pillowed against mine and slickened with sweat, her ass deformed against the mirror behind her, creating flat circles of flesh that squeaked as they slid up and down, wet with the secretion that ran down her taint. Her body lurched upward with each thrust, accompanied by a suppressed squeal of delight and an internal spasm that seemed to suck me deeper into her. Her weak, feminine tones goaded my new masculinity, and I growled with avarice as I pressed and thrusted harder, compelled by some instinct to break this woman in two. The violence of my motions increased, and Lucilla’s sapphire eyes began to lose focus, lolling in their sockets. The muffled tones that she exalted against my pressing hand weren’t squeals and cries, but guttural, gasping sounds. I couldn’t keep my own sounds from filtering through. Aggressive growls burned past my lips, tones seeped in masculine lust, but expelled with a female pitch. Lucilla japanese released her grip on my driving ass and cupped my flattened breasts. She changed the tenor of my cries with a lecherous squeeze, and milk flowed from my nipples as weak femininity flowed from my red lips. I stumbled backward at the feeling, and barely caught myself on the stool before tumbling to the floor. Lucilla’s eyes regained their focus, and they grinned playfully at me. She squeezed harder, and I screamed in abject delight as spurts of white life shot from me and dribbled onto her naked breasts, wetting our bodies as they shifted together. “Lucilla, stop!” I begged, not meaning the words I was saying. She knew it. She pulled my cupping hand from her asian mouth, and wrapped her lush, pink lips around a nipple, her eyes gleaming up at me as she drank. I moaned a sobbing, grateful tone and surrendered to her, letting her feed from my breast as I defiled her with my hips. Our lust became a sinuous dance upon the stool; Lucilla straddled atop me, her hips grinding behind her, one cheek raising while the other fell, her slit stirring around my driving cock. I shifted with her; driving between her legs in contest with her deep grinds, hooking my hands onto the crossbars of the stool and leaning back, letting my head fall behind my shoulders as I balanced us. With a resigned and disgusted look on his face, he did as he was told, and swallowed every drop. Next he lit several Roman candles. I interjected, causing Bonnie to nearly spit her japanese beer out and generating a similar reaction in Audrey. She still didn’t like movies involving rough sex, or asian facials and messy cumshots, but she took a particular interest in threesomes, especially MMF amateur scenes. As I panned the cameras around the room I saw a good percentage of the students yanking their cranks in this public setting. So anyway she got on my dick to show me what he did to her and my shit fell in and she grinded on it. She kissed me gently on the cheek. They would be safe there and the light they shed was directed up and spread more evenly. As they’d drawn close she’d taken his teen free hand in her own, pulling it to her chest, his fingers mature splaying and sinking into the soft warmth of her breast through the fabric of her dress and bra. Jon had me sit with my legs up bent at the knee so that my pussy was on display. “I did, but you’ve never commanded me before.” I stood up and walked over to him, “The boy who nearly shit himself when I first touched his penis is now the healer of the afflicted, and organizing covert operations.” I ran my fingers down his shoulders, pressing the back of his head between my breasts, “Where did Brandon go, and who is the handsome, in-control man sitting before me?” I slid my hands down his chest, and whispered in his ear, “And what kind of orders will he give me next?” Check the newspaper. I walked inside when I suddenly froze in alarm. I like it and I ran my tongue as far up her pussy as I could go to get all the taste I could. She told be she loved the feel of it and was rapt. Her jerks turned to spasms as he slowly entered her. Thankfully, it was not soaked with his urine. Her nipples were small, the areolas the size of a nickel. Then I gasped as he tugged at the ribbon. Granddad grunted and arched up his back and I felt him cum in me and I had a huge orgasm. The tentacles slowly loosen up and disappears into the floor.