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Vincent's hands were all over her, running up and down the sides of her body, caressing her ass, gripping the strings of her red lace thong, tugging the front of them up so they cleaved to the front of her pussy, separating the lips in a slutty camel toe. Vincent had kept on letting him know how important this night was for Kylie; how important it was to be supportive and to be open minded, but he had never expected anything like this. Now, Vincent was making room for Brad, who took his turn humping in and out of her, using her like a fucktoy, plunging his cock in and out of her tight pussy. Use me like a little fucking whore..." Vincent knelt and grabbed her face, smacking her with his cock, rubbing it across her cheeks.
David lovingly gave me such a sweet blowjob and Jon was as in love with my ass with his cock as he was years ago with David’s. Justin slid off and I was there on the bed with still a cock in each hand, David and Matt’s. David placed Matt’s hand on his own cock for Matt to feel. As David’s cock started to cum in his mouth, Matt took his mouth off and started jacking it, embarrassed to taste the sticky cum, but amazed and curious to see another guy cum in his hands by his doing. Cum was splashing out of David’s cock and over Matt’s hands as Matt intently watched the pleasure of jacking off another guy.
As I was attending to Tim's cock, Alec had knelt down and rolled me onto my back then he spread my legs exposing my pussy and began running his tongue from my hole up my frothy slit to my erect clit devouring it expertly. As Alec was pounding my pussy harder, Tim started to match his strokes in my mouth, I thought they may be ready to cum so I let go of Tim's cock and said that I wanted them to switch. Tim was first, "I cumming!" he moaned, as he pulled his wet cock from my pussy and stroked it hard and fast spraying my tits and stomach with his lovely juice.
I painted her face on the canvas nearly last, wanting to catch her expression at the height of orgasm, as I plumbed her deep, my knee inside one of her legs, leveraging off the sole of my foot of the other leg on the floor beside the daybed, and holding her other leg up and out in my free hand—pulling dick bulb to her entrance and then lingering over her clit with it before plunging to the hilt in a long stroke that took her breath away—and repeating the pattern rhythmically as the cameras clicked on.
The following week I get a call from Jen. Emma is ready to draw the scenes, she says, but she needs references. The rest of the time, her eyes were traveling along the shapes of Jen's legs, her pussy, my head. She placed one hand on Jen's abdomen and the other on her back, gently guiding the model -- who was still firmly planted on my cock -- into one pose, and then another. I placed my hands on her hips, as I had done with Jen, but this time my fingers wrapped around the elastic waistband of Emma's pants. We then kissed for what seemed like a very long time, me sitting cross-legged on the studio floor, Emma with her legs wrapped around my torso, her arms around my neck.
Dave took to thinking of a way to end this hellacious gallery opening, and he planned to go out with a bang. "You could spice up this gallery opening, and probably end being featured for the rest of your life if you sucked and fucked me right here right now, in front of all these people." He hoped she thought it was a good plan too. At this point Dave shut his eyes, leaned his head back against the wall, and took hold of a handful of her hair. Zara now was sucking and fucking two different guys, only to have someone take her right hand and wrap it around their prick.
Instead, they wondered if my wife was wearing a bra, when she would lean down to show them, what color were her panties, if she were attached, and if so, would she let them under her skirt anyway. I saw my wife's legs begin to press harder into the floor as the man from behind steadied her ass in the air so he could continue pounding into her, his hips slapping into her ass cheeks. With only my wife and me in the room, she said, "Let's go honey." I stood up, had a little trouble walking with an erection, but left the party holding the coats in front of me.
Luce lifted her head a little to track him with her eyes as he bent over her and took her left leg in both hands. As she lay with her eyes shut and her mouth open, gasping with pleasure, he threw one leg across her shoulder, straddled her, grabbed her face with both hands and forced his dick between her lips for the second time. When Shawn pulled his cock from Luce's mouth, Linda was there ready with her tongue protruding. While she buried it in my wife's face, and her husband thrust his tool between her legs, I was frantically parting her lips with my fingers, probing with the head of my cock as I tried to get it into her before it exploded.