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"I want to smoke in the house too Mom. If Jenny can smoke her cigarettes at home, I should be able to smoke my cigars here too." "To tell the truth, Joanne, I love the smell of cigars, so I have no objection to your smoking in the house. Cutting and lighting one of the beautiful sticks, I took a few delightful puffs, put the cigar into my mouth, and walked back to the living room. Your cigar-smoking daughter." I took a big drag and dramatically exhaled it in Dad's direction. Wow. Even my dad thinks girls smoking cigars are hot. I retrieved the Padron and returned it to my mouth, Mom and I having another good laugh at Dad's distress.
Teasing you as my finger traces its way downwards, followed closely by my lips planting gentle kisses, right down the backs of your sensitive legs to your ankle. I lick and kiss before gently running my tongue along your wet pussy..exploring you..tasting your juices. Your so close to cumming, as you feel my tongue run from your clit, slowly...downwards...along your pussy....exploring inside...then going lower..lower! You feel my tongue and fingers run gently across the soles of your feet, savouring the silky smooth sensation of the thin nylon stockings stretched tightly around your feet and legs. Your legs either side of my head as you feel my tongue flick against your ass hole, before going up to your wet pussy, licking and tasting and then back to your tight wet anus.
I propped her casted leg on a stool, stole a glance at her toes and handed her the remote control. She kicked her pump off and rested her right leg on the couch, then glared angrily at the cast. “I like this predicament of yours,” I said and knocked on the cast. “I know you can’t forgive me,” she said and withdrew her hand. “George, how long do I have to wait?” she said just before I handed her the t-shirt. Five minutes later, she appeared, leaning on her crutches, and dressed only with a t-shirt and a cast. Don’t be silly!” she said, and her casted toes curled up as if to convey some kind of emotion.
I was so happy to be taken in by Kate and Pierce after my mother passed away from her battle with cancer. I laughed, thinking of the way I had whipped his brother's ass one night, giving him a little Mistress business. I laughed at the look on his gentle face, and then Kate and Pierce found us, and they asked us to come in and help make breakfast. Eventually Kate and Pierce said goodnight, and went into their room to retire for the night. When I decided I had enough of his mouth on my pussy I let loose a stream of piss onto his cock and his reaction was wonderful to see.
Still kneeling you affectionately apply baby oil to my skin with your strong hands slipping your fingers skillfully into me fucking me exquisitely while you begin to circle my navel languidly with your tongue, biting my waist sensuously, kissing my hips reverently then using your hot stiff tongue replacing your fingers instead parting my pussy smoothly and plunging inside until your soft full lips press mine. “You make me feel so good” I moan and just when I think I have reached the pinnacle of my pleasure and I cannot go any higher you move me to the floor laying me down arranging my legs over your shoulders your chest against my thighs aggressively punishing my pussy delivering with all your strength each thrust penetrating me deeper each time than the last burying the plum colored head of your cock further into my pink depths.
As I stripped, Ryan pulled out his favorite ice cream. I looked up and saw Ryan walking towards me with the ice cream in one hand and a scooper in the other. Ryan then took the scooper and dipped it into the ice cream. Ryan walked over with the scoop of ice cream. "Cherry Vanilla, but you were close," Ryan said softly. He then placed the scooper with the ice cream on my neck and slowly moved it down. Ryan got another scoop of ice cream. The sweet flavor of ice cream turned Ryan on. Ryan placed the ice cream on the table along with a spoon. I sat at the table and ate the melted ice cream.
Then Alice reached a hand back to scratch Aidan’s hips and massage his hardening cock so he could insert it into her ass while Missa licked and fingered her pussy. Alice removed her lips from Aidan so she could speak, “Put two fingers in my pussy Missa.” Moaning as Aidan’s cock entered her further and further while Missa’s fingers filled her pussy, Alice ground her hips and gripped on Missa’s hair harder. As Alice’s body bucked and clenched with her orgasm it seemed as if her breathing stopped, but as she gasped in for more air her hand dug in harder to Aidan’s flesh while the other grasped harder upon Missa’s hair. Alice felt his teeth grip her shoulder causing her to moan into Missa’s mouth and squirm a bit faster onto Aidan’s thick cock in her ass.
Indeed, he seemed to prefer her navel and her belly, gently drawing little circles on her navel rim and inside as she felt him enjoying it too - although odd at first, she came not only to enjoy his excitement - from THIS OLD MAN - but to do whatever she could to promote it. Always causing her the utmost of sexual pleasure, his hand on her belly and his finger gently in her navel - she found they would play in the middle of the night, the deep respect of the elders, and the soft chides of the women, and the barely masked disgust of the young maidens, not withstanding.
I exhale raggedly and focus my energy onto my computer screen and gather my thick brown hair into a messy low bun and begin to work once more until I hear the door creak open slowly behind me and a wave of pure electric desire overwhelms my senses. I close my eyes slowly and let her drive my body into a state of euphoria with the mere smell of Chanel No. 19 and her own body's fragrance. That perfectly smooth skin glistens as she stares at me with a soft glaze in her eyes as I gently take her beautifully thin fingers and taste the succulent natural flavor and Chanel No. 19 in her pores.
Coating it with a lubricant, you teased the lips of your shaven pussy with the rubber cock. You removed the cock from your beautiful pussy, the lips parted and looking freshly fucked. I released my spent cock and put a hand on each of your thighs to keep them spread and began licking your beautifully, shaven pussy. The new experience caused you to cum again and again, the showers blending with the nectar of your orgasms, flowing over my tongue. Then I felt the shower hit my balls, running down my legs into the bath water. I felt the sensation building in my crotch, the cum was pumping toward the head of my cock to coat you insides.
Mrs. Bishop made the whole thing worse by ceremoniously writing the note and then folding it into an envelope and sealing it so that the pupil would not know exactly what the report said. I was talking in class and Mrs. Bishop sent a note home which I'll give you," she said as evenly as she could manage. Anne had not dared to open the neat little envelope addressed by her mother to Mrs. Bishop but she noticed that the young, prim and normally quite assertive teacher took a deep breath when she read the note. No sooner than Mary Wilson had taken off her coat but her eldest daughter told her what had happened when she gave the note back to Mrs. Bishop.
We both gasped loudly as my hand slipped between her legs, closing over the lovely soft, smooth and incredibly tight crotch of her navy blue cotton school uniform knickers." Beside myself with delight, I moved my hand between her legs, the feel of the soft smooth navy blue cotton of her schoolgirl knickers driving me wild then, very softly, I asked, "Are you nice and tingly down there between your legs, May?" "I'd slip my finger into your hot wet schoolgirl pussy and finger fuck you," I told her, feeling her tense as I said that, "I'd finger fuck your tight little pussy till I make you come all over my hand and the inside of your gym knickers."
"It's true, Chelsea, it's what I deserve, I am attracted to your strength and your beauty but I wasn't man enough to tell you from the jump that I like, no, love your bossy ways, I understand if you want me gone," Stevenson said, and then the big guy stood up, bowed his head gently and then turned to leave. "Eat this ass, Stevenson, put that mouth to better use," Mistress Chelsea commanded as she squatted over Stevenson's face, after making the big and tall young Black man lie on the carpeted floor, stark naked. "Stevenson, that ass belongs to me," Mistress Chelsea stated, and she stroked the burly Black man's big dick while fingering and licking his asshole.
If I’m back before all your clothes are off, you’ll suffer.” I marched out of the room with my new garment in hand, leaving Henry to scramble with his suit. Henry gave me a look, and then scampered over to his briefcase from which he retrieved a bottle of spray-on latex polish and a buffing cloth. I think you’ll be safe, Jacqueline.” It wasn’t my well-being I was worried about, but Henry didn’t need to know that. I draped my right arm over his shoulder, letting him run the cloth and his hands over the surface of the dress. I pulled my hand back and then rubbed his cum all over the front of my dress, leaving smudges and streaks on the just-polished latex.
Lost in petroleum clouds of pure pleasure, Nicola grabbed his hips and pounded deep into him, thrusting harder and faster as he crushed his beloved's lid onto his straining cock, flattening his hard flesh against the glass to dangerous levels. Pussy level with his eyeline (and oh, how he wanted to push his face into her folds and flaps!), she spread her buttcheeks, slowly lowering her bum onto the purple glass cock, letting it fill her up and putting her shaven pussy right on top of Bob's shaking hand. She kicked her legs out in front of her, and smooshed her pussy onto the spunky lubed glass, Bob's shaking hand still holding the base of the dildo (it never occurred to him that Nicola's activity could have smashed his beloved's glass face if he let go).
Later on I discovered through my mum that Grace would be away on the coming weekend and I had been volunteered to feed her cat. Not something I would normally be too delighted about but as I took Grace’s spare key from my mum so many naughty thoughts rushed through my head! I could already smell the gorgeous musky scent off all her combined dirty washing, but with these panties being close to the top I knew they were a fresher pair. I could barely believe that I was holding an item of clothing where my sexy neighbour’s excited wet pussy had been less than 24 hours previously.
She smiled as she lifted her foot again, sliding it up the inside of my legs until the toe pushed between my cheeks. "Did you want that nibble now Jerry?" she moved her foot higher and rested it on my chest as I resumed my kneeling position. I held it in front of my face and gently slipped her shoe off before bring it to my lips, kissing her toes then letting my tongue brush over her sole, over the deliciously curved arch of her instep to her rounded heel . I nibbled, kissed and sucked eagerly on each of her pretty painted toes, my fingers scraping gently up and down her instep, caressing her foot. She urgently pulled her dress up to her waist, spreading her thighs wide apart and sliding the tip of one finger up and down her slit until it slipped between them.
At school, there were some girls that had absolutely gorgeous ears, and I used to fantasise at night about touching them, caressing the strands of hair that gently fell over them, especially blond hair. She was taller than me, and I spent many a happy hour working my lips sensuously over her skin, licking, kissing and sometimes biting her gently, especially her ears. I loved the way she moaned as my tongue explored her secret garden, and her hands gently caressed my head as I delved deeper. Caroline caressed my body as I tried to get my key into the lock, pressing her hips into my arse as her hands cupped my breasts. I held her lovely head in my hands, gently tracing her ear with one finger as she suckled at my breast.
As we finished drinking our second beer he asked, “So, do we have a deal?” After twenty minutes or so, he announced that should head for the bathroom, after collecting two lollies from the freezer. After popping the lids off both lollies, and pushing them out of their sleeves, DF asked me to lie back on ottoman, with my legs in the air. Pulling my legs back, and anchoring them under his arms, he began licking and prodding his tongue in my hole. As I licked DF’s hole, the lolly began to emerge. Getting up and turning around, DF lifted my legs and began inserting his knob into me.
“Here in my home, Caity knows to address me in the way she feels most comfortable.” Still stroking Caity’s shoulder with one hand, she lifted her other as though she going to allow Abbey to kiss it. When Caity called round, she seemed perfectly content, and wasn’t upset at all when Abbey apologised and explained that she didn’t have the time. They stood like this for several minutes, Caity intently concentrating on maintaining the erotic connection she felt, Abbey simply frozen in confusion. She tried not to think about the heat inside that room, or the libidinal look she feared Caity might have perceived in her own eyes. “My mind belongs to Mistress Sarah.” Abbey felt her mind spin with each word.
She then looked pleased with herself as I was now laying on the floor, sucking her toes, as she sat dominantly on the couch above me. Jenna picked her phone back up and continued whatever she was doing earlier while grinning down at me; wiggling the toes of one foot in my mouth and resting the other foot on my chest. Jenna placed both feet over my face and then just kept them there while I was breathing in their amazing scent for what seemed like forever. Once we got there she sat on the bed and pointed to the floor where I could sit and told me to start massaging her feet.
The strange thought urged him to look up at her face again. Oh, I’m so clumsy,’ she said and cradled her left arm in her lap, rubbing her wrist. ‘It wasn’t that bad after all,’ she said and reached out to take the shoe. For a brief moment he thought he had seen these cute little toes before, even though they were barely visible now, hidden under the black stocking. Thank you.’ She was about to turn on her heels and leave, when he mumbled, ‘I think we have seen each…’ ‘What?’ he asked, and then noticed that her left knee was bent with her foot barely touching the ground, unable to support her weight.
Sophie had an amazing body and as much fun as it was to treat her like she was just a piss drinking slut, I would have regretted it if I didn’t take the opportunity to enjoy every inch of her. Sophie’s pussy felt burning hot around my cock and her body looked inspiringly filthy on the piss covered floor. The video starts with the girl sucking my cock in a bathtub, then my voice whispers, “Let me see it go in.” Tilting her head back the girl opened wide to reveal a stream of piss filling her mouth. Each time I filled Sophie’s mouth after that I was able to stop pissing with hardly a splash on her face.
Leaning down towards her face, Alice slowly ran her tongue along Missa’s mouth, which parted with another moan as her hand found Missa’s clit and began to tease it gently. Smiling and giggling a bit, Alice captured Missa’s clit in between her teeth and began to tease it with her tongue as she gently rubbed her fingers and hand in Missa’s pussy juices seeping out of her. Alice gave up trying to keep her mouth on Missa’s clit, and used her other hand to brace her arm so she could continue to keep her fingers rubbing against Missa’s g-spot while Missa writhed on the bed; orgasming, screaming, and trembling.