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Ever since I met my boyfriend Triss and it got serious between the two of us, I had less and less time to meet my girlfriends, but somehow I always remembered Martina's words when she once said that I could not "cover her in jizz". I wanted Martina to enjoy him first, so I got next to her and pulled her ass cheeks wide apart, until her anus showed and gaped slightly. Triss understood immediately and brought his cock in position, oiled slick from my pussy juice, but Martina seemed to be lost to the world around her and groaned surprised when his thick cock head entered her ass. Martina seemed to notice it as well, and held her mouth right at my cunt to lick and suck it out of me.
So, on Friday, I got home early after going in early so I would have time to get the place ready and Lori met me at the door naked and asked me to come to the bedroom to leave a nice, warm deposit of my semen inside her to carry around tonight as she served and entertained my friends. "I think it's time all of you guys got naked, come on," Lori said and she sat back down on the sofa, spread open and Troy, now naked, his cock trembling, knelt in front of her and pushed inside.
"No you aren't." I look at you wondering if you are taking this sex slave thing a little too seriously, but I don't want to ask. I start to moan in pleasure and then I feel a hand sliding up the inside of my thigh and I part my legs, inviting it closer. "I want to, he can stay." You bite my neck harder, leaving a bruise and grab my nipples firmly and pull them away from my body at the same time, sending a rush through my whole insides. I can't believe the feeling as your balls slap into my cunt, your cum leaking out my ass and mixing with Brian's and mine as it slides down to my pussy.
The priest who was riding his cock had a beautiful and slender feet in each of the stirrups her toes were arched upwards as pleasure coursed through her body her angelic face pointed skywards… He then noticed stirrups on each side of his hands, feet and head. The one who was sitting on his face moved down and deftly mounted his cock after applying some more oil on it, while the female licking his balls got up and sat on his face, while the head priest who had a look of absolute satisfaction on her face knelt down and starting licking his balls.
He asked Titania to tell what had been done about it and she had replied “I had to have four inch long flared sticks f***ed into my hole, held in place by a strap, the sticks got bigger in girth with the passing weeks until I could accommodate your manhood without any discomfort to yourself, Master.” The Master guessed that I had never had anal sex in any shape or form and said “We’ll let you settle in for a week and then start the loosening of this tight puckered little rosette.” My idyll was temporarily shattered by this news: I did not like the thought of what was to be done to me, but dared not complain.
"Please, punish the slave for her mistakes, master!" Katie replied, tears welling up in her eyes, the way she was being framed. He shoved his boxers in her mouth, effectively muffling her and brought his cock close to her lips, teasing her, just touching her lips, then pulling away, eliciting a wanting moan from Katie, as her eyes automatically shut down, enraptured in this sweet torture. Like a well trained submissive, Katie obliged, though the pain was too much, her nipples were aching, so was her wet pussy and red ass, and now her plugged asshole was running dry, making it all the more uncomfortable.
Shanti's tits jiggled as Chitra flicked her tongue over them, licking off droplets of cum and sucking at the hard nipples. Shanti held one end and Chitra the other as the two sexy Tamil whores got on their asses, their legs wide spread and their cunts facing each other. They took hold of each other's hands and began to pull, each dragging her ass closer to the other, and their moans got louder as the dildo entered each pussy. Shanti looked at the dildo in her cunt, eyeing it hungrily.Chitra leaned forward and put her fingertips on the shaft, stroking it up and down as it jiggled inside Shanti's pussy.
Gray-jacket nodded sharply, unzipped his backpack and kicked off his right shoe. I holstered my pistol - no use contributing to the panic by running around with a gun in my hand - and fought my way east through the frantic crowd, past the entrance to Sears. "You saved a hell of a lot of lives today." The voice came from a tall, good looking woman in a dark business suit with a miniature gold badge pinned to the lapel. "I'm pretty dizzy and my head feels two sizes too big." I explored with my left hand. Terrorists in Israel stopped doing that in the '90s when word got around and Israelis started looking for it. Kinda sleepy for some reason." With Carley holding my hand, I drifted down into the peaceful darkness.