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M keeps her left hand stroking the marks on her breasts, as her right hand slides over the rope marks on her thigh. “I would love that,” she replies, as she takes my hand and places it on her breast. M quickens the pace of her rocking, drives my hand harder to her pussy and answers, “Please Gil, right now!” I grab her wrist and kiss the back of her hand and ask her, “How does it feel?” When Brooke is back behind the counter, I slide my hand onto M’s right leg and undo the bottom two buttons of her dress. M replies in a nervous voice, “I hope you have a change of clothes for me, and a bucket and mop.” “What if I squirt, Gil?” she asks.
Stepping off the stoop onto the sidewalk felt like a huge accomplishment in and of itself for Kat. Looking back, she had always settled on things, letting them wash over her. Kat could swear she saw Mike's arms and shoulder straining against the jacket's sleeves in a way they had not since college. On the same wavelength, Mike thought Kat's plump ass looked amazing in the tights he had bought her. It also seemed like the magic clothing had, in toning her up, moved the majority of the fat in her body to her ass and hips, with a little bit for her face and lips. "I never realized how strong you made me feel." Kat said as she squeezed Mike's hand.
Eager to please, her aroma filling my nose as she began to slide her wet cunt over my face, I pressed my tongue between her pink edged folds, lifting my hands so that I could grasp her hips, the tips of my fingers pressing firmly in as she rode me. There was wetness growing upon my belly as Cindy began grinding her cunt against me, her hips rolling sensuously as she made love to my girlfriend’s mouth, her kisses hungry and fierce. All that mattered was making my owner cum like the good little kitty I so wanted to be, lapping at her soaking wet cunt, my tongue coated with her juices.
On one of our early-on dates, she wore a very tasteful black leather pencil skirt that fit to her ankles, a white silk blouse buttoned to the neck and black patent pumps with at least 5 inch heels and wide ankle straps… with tiny brass padlocks on them, holding her feet captive in her shoes. I chose my ultra tight fitting black leather Cod-Piece jeans, a black latex pull on Tee shirt top, my Marlon Brando style Harley Motorcycle jacket with studded shoulders and back, and custom made knee high lace up riding boots that have a 4 inch heel and a 1 inch platform. She leaned over to my side of the car, and with her mouth wide open, began to suck and lick my cock like a cherry lollipop.
We’ve been laughing and holding hands and playing footsie under the table and I don’t want to stop looking at you. Thank god, I can feel the train slowing; it’s getting close to our stop. I’ve got my eyes shut, blocking out everything but the sense of relief, and I’m only half aware of a sharp intake of breath and a rising chorus of mutterings: “Oh my god,” “how disgusting,” “look at the state of her,” “she can’t even stand up she’s so drunk.” You push your hand up under my t-shirt and inside my bra, squeezing my breast roughly, your orgasm coming as the flow of pee stops.
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.
"Ugh, fine," he sighed, trying to relax, but every which-way he tried to sit, apparently, put some kind of orgasmic pressure on his stiff dick crammed against the front of the lacy pink panties. I took the head of his dick in my mouth and gave it a good, wet suck, then pulled away with an audible "pop." He stifled a moan, his fingers curling in my short hair, and I grinned, nuzzling my cheek against his thigh. Good boy." I said it the way I'd say it to a dog, and he fucking loved it, I could see it by the way his eyebrows came together, his eyes shut, his back arched in ecstasy as I held his dick and talked to him in a low voice.
We were out shopping, browsing for interesting vegetables that were also on special offer, and had decided to pop up for a quick look upstairs: on the floor with lingerie, underthings, and shoes. "Mm?" She glanced at my face, at my eyes, and then followed my gaze to pair of strappy black heels, sitting on the top of a display of shoes. "Yes. They are Nice Shoes." "Could you help me with the zip?" She looked up at me as she asked, watching my expression, her face a picture of girlish innocence. I sank down to one knee, set down my shopping basket, and cupped the heel of her foot in one hand, carefully sliding the shoe on with the other- her very own perverted Prince Charming.
The taxi pulled up to the terminal gate at the Portland International airport, fighting its way through the unending flow of traffic as people hurried to and from their planes. Appearing to be around the age of 30 he had a body that appeared to have been lovingly crafted by long hours at the gym, and the frown on his face said that he was not the kind of person that you wanted to disappoint, for your own safety. She moaned softly as his cock slipped inside of her, although she burned with shame at betraying her husband like this, something about this situation filled her with desire. He pulled his slowly shrinking cock out of her, followed closely by a thick stream of cum.
He thought she sounded more than just a little turned on by his story, but with her message being anonymous he had no way to contact her and see if she was interested in a "first hand" experience. The heels and stockings accentuated the shape of her legs, and other than the nubs of her erect nipples protruding under the fabric of her blouse, there was no indication that she was, for all intents and purposes, prepared for a sexual adventure. His smile was warm and his eyes appreciative as he took in the sight of her high heels, silk encased legs, short skirt and of course, her now fully erect nipples. Each step caused her bare pussy lips to rub together, capturing her throbbing clit between their slick edges and making her knees wobble with need.
I take her cock in my left hand and stroke it smoothly, feeling the texture of the latex shaft. I find her clit and begin to massage it with my middle finger, taking her cock deeper into my throat before bobbing my head faster. "You would make some guy really happy, sucking cock like that," she says. "Its only for you," I say, before taking her cock so deep I can feel her pubic hair against my nose. With both hands now free, she uses them to hold my head, thrusting her hips upwards, fucking my mouth. When she slides behind me I feel the hardness of her cock brush the back of my thighs. I feel the head press hard against my sphincter.
You finally manage to tuck yourself into them, and you lightly stroke your cock through the fabric, rubbing your finger over the wet patch I have left for you, then licking your finger while our eyes lock. Licking and sucking on the head, tasting our juices, as I gently squeeze up and down your length, loving how you feel beneath the thin fabric. You even take your cock out of your panties and proceed to stroke it lovingly against the silky sheer fabric, pressing it most insistently between my pussy lips. I flick my panties back over, trapping your cock inside them, and pressed against my soft pussy as we lie there blissfully.
He's resolutely avoided thinking about Clarke like this since he met her, knowing that she's Octavia's friend, but her tongue is in his mouth and her small hands are tugging at the hem of his shirt and she started it, so he figures it's safe to let her divest him of his shirt, to do away with hers as well, to unhook the bra that she's already half hanging out of after her earlier exploits. He figures she probably knows what she's doing, considering the wink and the less mess comment, but he's a big believer in open and honest communication, so he manages to articulate "fuck, Clarke, I'm going to come" or something that sounds roughly similar about seven seconds before he actually does.
Later Elise told me that not only did he place his hand on her ass and stroked it, as he waited for drink order, but had rubbed his hard cock against her knee so hard that she could feel the entire length of his shaft against her. It turned out that the young college kid standing next to her facing away from the bar had not only placed his left hand on the inside of her left thigh, but had worked his way to her pussy. Elise said she could feel Patrick's cock convulse as he came, abruptly pulling out of her pussy and exploding his hot cum all over her ass, pussy and skirt.
Mike dropped to his knees and buried his mouth against the silk covered pussy and breathed deep the scent of his "daughter." The girl was no relation to him, but she was the fuck he wanted and when she turned 18, admitted she wanted to be "Daddy's little girl," he was driving into her. "Ohhh fuck me Dad!" Melanie screamed as her ass lifted from the table and her fingers wrapped around her lover's head. Mike drank her up, pulled and twisted his fingers in and out of her until she was screaming again for her Daddy to fuck her with his massive cock. Melanie gasped when her pussy was stretched to accommodate his dick and as she was fucking her Daddy Mike was swatting his little girl's ass all afternoon.
"What do you think, Gertrude," the cute little Latina officer asked her. What did I..?" Before I could finish, Gertrude stepped forward almost knocking her little Latina partner over in an attempt to open the driver side door to my car and pull me out by the elbow. Or let me ask you another way, would you like to have a little fun with us or would you rather my partner and I bust you for public indecency so you have to register as a sex offender and explain this whole mess to your girlfriend?" Officers Lopez and Grunt pulled me out of the backseat of the squad car. We don't want to be known as a couple of cock teases." Officer Lopez winked at her partner.
She looked me up and down, smiled and said "I like your tee shirt" We went outside and turned left down an alleyway at the side of the building and she simply stopped, turned around, and pulled her tee shirt right over her head. It finally came undone and she started on the buttons, her practiced hands made short work of those, and then I felt her holding me. I wasn't after impressing her, I wasn't after top marks for sexual stamina, I simply wanted a fuck, a quick hard dirty no holds barred fuck And she was going to give me one. I started to aim my cock towards the floor, I wasn't bothered about her seeing me,after our very public fuck just moments before, I figured she wouldn't be shocked.
I heard the flap of the door from the dining room, looked as Michelle came toward me. Michelle glanced over her shoulder, looking back toward Mrs. Gould – the only customer in the dining room – as she mixed her iced tea. I was about to ask what Michelle was going to do when she sunk to her knees before me and, without a moment's hesitation, slipped her hot, warm, wet mouth around my dick, sucking hard and eagerly. Michelle moaned appreciatively, sucking tenderly, slipping her lips up to the head of my spasming cock and pumping her mouth just a little. Michelle and I watched from the counter as Mrs. Gould sat in the dining room, devouring her salad.
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.
This didn't please Jon, so he held on to her hair and pushed her down on his dick making her gag and pull back but he wouldn't let her. "Say it like you mean it." Jon said, once more he grabbed her hair and pushed her down till she fought him back gagging. "That's a good girl." Jon pushed her onto her back on the seat and he pulled down his pants exposing the rest of his hard member and his balls dripping with her saliva. "I'm gonna cum in you." Jon said as he finally let go of his hot thick load into her dirty little cunt.
As he worked them slowly up her thighs, she sighed; so did he. Obviously the hosiery was working magic for Karlos as well. His hands smoothed out barely perceptible wrinkles as her feet sank to the floor on either side of his slim frame. She drew herself off the bench as Karlos pushed the tight crimson dress up to her waist, making way for the sheer to waist nylons. His fingers glanced over the dampness where her legs met; he looked up at her, questioning. He saw her panting with her eyes closed and red lips apart, and he smiled as he lowered his head.
Once I was certain they were going along I'd discretely drop my hand to my lap and squeeze and stroke my cock, but because of the public setting I could rarely be blatant. There was never any conversation during these encounters, although one time I was seated next to an older woman who used her cross word puzzle to encourage me, tapping her pencil under various words such as "good," "excitement" followed by "builds" and then "need" followed by "release." She could tell I was getting excited and at that point she pointed to the word "together," and she put her thumb in her mouth and sucked it, I began squeezing and rubbing my cock through my pants.
Trish had never been particularly attracted to big muscle bound men but the more cuckold porn she and Tim watched together the more she started to like the look of a big strong black man. Her head bobbed on the bouncers tasty dick and she sucked hard as Tony fucked her from behind at a ferocious pace. She lowered her head back onto the bouncer's delicious cock and she sucked and stroked it whilst Tony pounded her hard and fast. Trish felt cool air inside her gaping pussy and she sucked leisurely on the bouncer's beautiful cock for several moments while she recovered from the ferocity of her climax.
So after shoving the damn thing into a pair of boxers and dress pants, which isn't so easy at a rock-hard 10 inches, (Impressive, I know) I made it to my stop barely on time. As I examined the rest of the people on the bus, Natasha took the opportunity to unzip my pants while I was distracted. Natasha worked her skilled fingers, reaching down my open pants and sliding the leg of my boxers up to reach my bare cock. With one hand jerking me off, she simultaneously took my entire 'mushroom head' dick into her mouth, then, amazingly, kept going. I felt the hot cum rush from the base of my cock to the tip, and down Natasha's slick throat.