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Despite the evidence that the woman did not wish to be distracted from her vigil John felt that he might have better luck with Annie than Sir Avery who looked more like a clown than the early-twentieth century English gentleman that he appeared to be at the party. If John didn’t know better he would have said that Sir Avery was wearing a thong, but it was too dark for him to be sure without his glasses despite the fact that he subjected himself to the same thing during his visits to Mistress Nnenna every other Wednesday when in London, and so was fairly familiar with the phenomenon of a man being subject to petticoat discipline.
The beautiful white face suddenly sprouted two eyes with jet black pupils looking directly at him. As the market winds up late in the night, Ouan stands where the busker’s finger had pointed. Then the white statue approaches from the darkness, walking slowly, carry her top hand, heavy with coins and notes. The woman opens her thighs so that Ouan can soap down below, rubbing for the longest time. The chocolate statue remains standing still afterwards as Ouan finds tissues to wipe her rear and goes to dispose of the paper. Again the statue remains fixed in that welcoming pose all through his clumsy humping, her unseeing eyes open wide.
Holding the leash with his left hand, William bent Kate over his knee and slowly rolled up the back of her short white latex nurse's dress, despite her feeble protests. When he failed to land another blow in a timely manner Kate turned her head to look up at him (not an easy task with her stark white posture collar locked onto her gorgeous neck.) Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated; they were close to pleading. Her surprised gasp was cut short when William suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled, forcing Kate to arch her back and look him in the eye again. Hidden from view by his lab coat Kate placed a hand around his cock and pulled it to her waiting lips.
"One moment." She left the room and immediately after returned with a nurse, pushing the portable ultrasound machine that looked like something from WWII. The doctor returned with the redhead and a new machine, just as a drop of pre-cum went slowly for the floor in a long thin string from the tip of my cock. The doctor leaned in over her from behind studying, not the monitor, but my cock and balls and the hands of the redhead moving, fondling, and massaging around the gel. The doctor stood up - without interrupting the slow machine-like stroking of my pink and newly shaved cock shaft now lubed up with the steady, almost pulsing flow of pre-cum now also dripping from my balls and moistening my anus.
As the night went on I began to like I was being watched. The waitress walked away and I sat on the cold tile floor wondering what was happening, what was she up too, why was I obeying? I barely had time to think when she grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into her thighs clamping them on each side of my head, just inches away from her pussy. She moved her foot between my legs and started to rub my crotch. I couldn't take any more and moaned inside her wet pussy and came in my pants, on the floor under the table with my face bury deep between her legs.
He ran his finger along the edge of her panties, and he could feel how hot she was, but he wanted to know how wet she was. It was his turn to feel weak in the knees because she was SO wet it took all his self control to not drop to them, right out here, in the parking lot, and lift her legs over his shoulders — bury his mouth deep in her pussy until she came, hot and messy, into his hungry, eager, waiting mouth. "You know what my first thought was when you walked in tonight," he said, smiling back at her, easing her panties off under her skirt. I thought I wanted to fuck that smile off your face," he said.
Oh my God!" I was a little concerned that she was getting too loud and that Kathy or Bridget would hear us and come to investigate, finding two naked people outside their back door, one with his tongue deep inside the other's butt, but Rachel seemed lost as her orgasm claimed her and I was so turned on that I didn't care if she was heard or not. I started to jerk off and I closed my eyes to better remember the way Rachel had looked on the stairs and then as I was getting into it Rachel told me to stand up straight, crap!
Her legs spread wide, her pussy and ass open, wet and being slowly fucked with her fingers. Kate's eyes opened and she saw me there, naked, erect cock in my hand, watching her, masturbating in time with her masturbation. Kate's legs were spread widely before me, her fingers inside her gaping cunt just above my hard flesh; I watched my penis impale her body. "Oh god yes," Kate groaned as she continued to work the palm of her hand against her clit, faster and faster, her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. My excitement heightened as I watched Kate continue to fuck her pussy with her fingers, my cock fucking her ass.
The car wasn't full but the people near us all clearly heard Emily tell me in a little girl whine that she had got dirt on her foot. I took off her flip flop and was stroking invisible dirt off her sole when Emily pulled her foot away, pushed her foot brusquely against my shoulder and told me I was a 'good boy'. Madison simply stared down smiling so I looked over to Emily who nodded and said simply, "Well done, now let's go." Emily looked at me with the cash in her hand taunted me, asking if I thought Madison was sexy, whether it would be exciting to kiss her, be alone with her.
Mr Norton's hand firmly pulled my skirt over my hips and I imagined the sight he would be able to see, my white panties pulled tightly across my arse -- and maybe, to my utter horror, he would see between my legs the bulging vulva and wet patch created by that constant tormenting but strangely tantalising leather strap agitating my cunt. The 'intervals' when his hand would slowly rub my arse or squeeze a buttock forced me to concentrate on the teasing of the leather strap as it flicked over my vaginal slit and because it inflicted a brief but intense pain when it made contact with the tenderness of my inner thigh I widened my stance; much to the man's delight I think.
He looks down at me and takes both of my hands and places them on his growing cock in his pants, "Take it out baby girl, it's time for me to fuck your dirty little cunt." He grabs my hips and begins thrusting even harder, Daddy gets close to my ear and says, "I'm gonna cum in you baby girl, I'm going to dump my seed deep in your tight pussy. Daddy pulls his cock out of my aching pussy, now filled with his cum, and hands me my thong from his pants pocket as he pulls up his boxers and pants, "Put these on babygirl, I don't want that seed being wasted and falling out."
I shared with a different boy every night, sucking him off several times during the night and early morning, I played a little game with myself to see which one I could get to cum the most times in one session, David easily being the winner, managing nine loads on his second night, he didn't even go soft until after the third load! We used to experiment and play little games, I let them shoot their first load over my face, breasts, ass or pussy so the first game was who had the biggest load for me then who I could get to cum the quickest, who I could get to cum the most times in an hour and who could get me to cum first, as I used to let them take turns sucking my nipples, licking my asshole and pussy, and fingering me, telling them what was good and what wasn't.
"Okay, why don't you start from the beginning," said Mark, as Amanda positioned herself across from the victim's mother. that played no role in Lance's decision to leave his entire fortune to his fiance?" Mark began stroking faster as he asked the question and shifted his direction even closer towards the grieving mother. Amanda thought Madam Weston was starting the day as best one could considering the circumstances. "Looks like we'll need to find this girlfriend of his," said Mark, as he began beating even faster. Amanda sat up in her chair, eager to watch the display and just as expected, seconds later, Mark groaned loudly as he ejected a thick wad of liquid directly into the heiress' mouth.
It is perfectly logical to invest in this worthy man - be he the king, the life partner, the Dom, the sugardaddy, the call-after-10pm, the Monday-Thursday, the uninvited/unrequited, the highschool lover-turned life partner, the fuck in car after closing-time, the prince, the pauper, or the femme-dom fucked/cum-sucking queen. You drink from me, with those sweet baby eyes fixed on the expressions of pleasure on my face...one of grown man hands hold my breast and the other on the cheek of my ass now as I arch to you. Your right hand commands me...your thumb torturing princess with unending swells that break into more surges of desire and wetness while your fingers expand the narrow sweet-sticky walls.
I laid it out for you on the bed." Ryan curiously ventured into her room and was dismayed at what he found: a pair of hopelessly threadbare denim short shorts, a black lacy thong, and one of Anna's t-shirts, a small hot pink number that read "Fuck Me" in bejeweled black letters across the front. By the time Anna ventured back to the dressing rooms, leading the new male clerk by his tie, the salesgirl had given Ryan a handjob leading to an erection of massive proportions. He humped Paul's hand until Paul finally let go, instead grabbing Ryan's hips and pulling him back onto Paul's cock as Paul started to cum.
"Get cleaned up and meet me at your car, I will explain everything on the way back to your house" I said as I watched her try to pull herself together. After I unloaded my cum in your ass and I started to soften, I just relaxed and emptied my bladder into your well fucked anus." As I described this my neighbor started rubbing her pussy right there in front of me. I'm not sure if she could feel it, or if it was just the thought of me filling her ass with my hot cum, but my neighbor started to cum at the same time as me. My neighbor stopped rubbing her pussy and started to slide her ass off of my cock.
Undeterred by rumours of it being little more than a cold dark corridor, we risk it to have each other -- now -- and are pleasantly surprised to find a light open space with play equipment, plentiful room and a handful of hot couples enjoying themselves, enjoying each other. A beautiful girl and her male friend sit beside him on the bench, fully clothed and not playing but engaging with him as he makes me come undone. Post-ravaged and with the biggest beaming smiles we have a chance to catch with her and her friend "You two are really hot," she tells us, much to my delight, " How long have you been together?" They look suitably impressed to find out we've been married for nearly 10 years, happily smug married.
Emily was wearing flip flops and her small feet looked as good as I remembered. The silence felt like it went on far too long, but Emily just looked into my eyes with a sleepy half smirk on her face. I hesitated, looking over to the bedroom and Emily taunted "Go on, you know Brad doesn't mind as long as you know your place." Emily's other foot pressed into my cock, and I felt it start to throb with my heartbeat. Finally Brad was clearly close to cumming and Emily started to push against my cock even harder, stroking just a little. I gratefully took her little foot even deeper into my mouth and when Brad started to moan I felt myself spurt uselessly into my jeans.
The shifting bed woke Cody and her eyes opened to see Hal over her, squeezing the last drops from his penis onto her bare ass. Hal pulled the flat sheet off the bed and wrapped it around Cody's naked body. About two and half hours later, around Wells, Nevada, Hal felt a rustling as Cody emerged from the sleeper cab, still wrapped in the motel bed sheet. Hal suddenly had a flash in his mind of Cody in a casino, holding a drink, laughing as she wore her tiny mini skirt with her bare bum peeking out every time she leaned forward too far. "Okay." Cody tucked the jug in behind Hal's seat and slipped back down into the passenger seat, the bed sheet pulled tight around her.
I position the cups and let the pump do its work, suckling, drawing the milk from me, relieving the ache in my too-full breasts and stirring instead a different ache, the need to be touched, and more, to be driven to climax and beyond. At first the amount of milk was tiny, a disappointing few drops that would hardly provide the quantities the doctors needed, but my breasts developed, adjusting to the demand of being constantly emptied, and after a month I was producing about a litre of milk each day. And while the stimulation of my nipples continues, and the machine sucks the seemingly endless stream of milk from my breasts, I suck on the general's formidable cock, moaning with lust as I stare up hungrily into his eyes.
We played ponies together, meeting him now is just weird, I feel silly." She looked down, blushing a little under the eyes. She trailed back into silence, Mark watching the road, Susanna looking down and away at the speaker set into the car door. Turning to face him as she did so she said quietly, "I used to really like ponies when I was a kid," He glanced from the road, catching her childishly naughty smile. He moved back to the car as she stood up and stretched - hands interlaced above her head and breasts pushed out against her dress. She looked at him sideways and gently bit her lower lip, "Maybe." She took a few steps forward onto the soft grass.
so of course I thought it would be a good idea to get naked and start stroking my dick. I started to stroke my dick thinking about Candy just 3 feet away from me... I told her I wanted her to watch me cum on her..." I kept stroking this whole time and I knew even she (even a stripper) hadn't planned on a pervert like me. She ended up telling my GF, her stripper friend Cheyenne, and who knows who else??? She got over what I did in bed while she was passed out (with her friend) because she knew how fucked up we were. And she knew that ultimately her friend was a stripper, we were all fucked up and waiting for more d**gs.
Turning to face me, my wife flashed me a sexy smile as she cupped her large breasts and pinched her nipples. "Uh-oh, I think you're going to have another mess to clean up" my wife said, looking me in the eye as she shifted so that my slippery stream flowed directly onto her erect nipple. "If you like the taste of that, maybe you should try a taste your own cum" my wife said as she slowly fisted my cock. "Squeeze my tits hard when you lick your cum off of them" my wife demanded, continuing her lewd display of masturbation. I watched as she pulled her right hand from her pussy, placed her fingers in her mouth and began licking them clean.
The slick glissade of my torso as I submerge into the dirt sends makes you feverishly wild; I've seen the bush shake to your lustful rhythm, savouring the graceful slipping and sliding of my body as I move around my trough, coating every last inch of my rubber catsuit in the earthy mixture. I take a deep breath as I slip under the water line, closing my eyes as my body is submerged for a few moments before returning to the surface, wiping my vision free to look directly at the bush. I can see you staring in awe through the bush, waiting for me to climb out of the mud and walk bare-arsed back to the house while you admire my naked body one last time.