LOGINI should go for confession, but that's a little too weird, so i will tell all of you instead.Life's hard enough to imagine what it'll be like in several short months time. It's even harder to imagine how you got to a certain point in time from point A, to point B, and all the twists and turns that it took just to get to that special location. It's even harder to imagine how things end up when your mind is in a different place who for several long nights in a row has had her step brother Kevin plowing her tight little ass roughly on the edge of her bed, keeping their voices down so as not to wake up their parents who are just a few doors down and not wanting to let them know exactly what's going on.Of course, to get to that point of where she's at now, biting her pillow and keeping her voice muffled and all, it would require going back to Point A, instead of where she's at now.Several months ago, life seemed a little bit different for Vanessa. she was your standard girly girl. She
“So I’ve been told,” I replied honestly, taking the praise without false modesty. “And well I should be. I’ve sucked and fucked enough men to earn that badge of honor.” He looked at me sharply. “You’re still planning to continue doing porn?” he asked. “Of course,” I answered, hoping that didn’t ruin our budding relationship. “I love it. You ought to come and watch me in action sometime,” I suggested coyly. “I have a gangbang scene coming up in my next film.” He swallowed. “Multiple cocks?” “All wanting a piece of me,” I answered with a giggle. “In my ass, in my mouth, in my pussy…it’s going to be epic!” His tongue snaked out to slide along his bottom lip and I knew the idea excited him even if he was struggling with it. “C’mon think about it,” I said. “How hot would it be to watch your step-daughter get plugged in every hole? You know you want to watch. Stop fighting it.” He groaned and I knew he was already picturing that scenario and it turned his cran
“I want you, Daddy,” I said in a breathy moan, sucking in a short breath as his tongue delved between my pussy lips, seeking out that wildly sensitive pleasure button. “Ahhhh,” I moaned, loving how Neil held my thighs wide and apart so that I was splayed out with my pink pussy lips open and glistening. His tongue flicked back and forth, working in a figure-eight motion, alternating pressure techniques. “Oh God,” I groaned, thrashing my head, drowning in pleasure. Neil had some mad skills with his tongue and I was loving it. “Yes, Daddy! That’s it. Right there,” I urged, panting. My orgasm was building and it was coming hard. His whole face was grinding against my clit, commanding every nerve ending to respond to his marauding tongue. My thighs trembled and suddenly, I tensed against the blinding surge of cosmic carnal collision ripping through my body. “Ohhhhmygoddddd, yesssss,” I cried out, panting unable to breath for a moment as I came so hard I didn’t think I could remember
He groaned as I spoke and his hand squeezed the DVD so hard, the case cracked with a soft crunch. “What are you doing?” he asked, almost pleading with me. “Don’t do this.” “Do what?” I asked innocently, slicking my fingers with saliva and then teasing my erect nipples. I shivered when the cool air made the skin pucker even harder. Then I wiggled out of my boy shorts, slow and seductive. My bare pussy caught his gaze and held it. I slid my fingers down to my slit and teased the moist skin, already excited. “Don’t you want a taste?” I asked. “Fuck,” he said with an agonized murmur that thrilled me to my toes. He tossed the DVD and it landed on my collection of stuffed animals as he advanced, his hands curling with the need to touch but fighting with his conscience. “Get over here,” he growled and I drew a sharp breath. This was a new side of Daddy…one I liked. I crawled to him, and gaze up, licking my lips as anticipation slicked my pussy with beads of heated moisture. “What a
I’m a porn star. And this is my confession. I act in porn videos, so yes, porn star...Well, I'm not exactly a star yet, and I stress, yet, because I’m damn good at what I do, which is practically everything, and I plan to be the best out there as soon as possible. We live in Los Angeles, which is like the Porn Capital of the United States and it was really easy to get into the business. All I had to do was talk to the right people, show proof of my age, and my willingness to fuck, suck or do whatever, and bam! I was in my first production. Granted, it wasn’t like, the best; the production value was for shit but it was a good learning experience and I used it to get me through the doors of the better production companies. Within a few short months I was bumping uglies with some of the best in the business and I was making decent money without having to go work retail while I saved for my first year of college. Yeah, you heard that right, college. Just because I have questionab
Kingsley quickly stuffed my mouth with his cock and then by the dancing firelight we fucked like animals, the sounds of our fucking echoing in the still night like a heathen offering to pagan gods. I didn’t hold back my muffled cries as I sucked Kingsley’s cock, laving the tip and shaft just how he liked it, while Randell and Lance worked together, supporting my body while they buffeted my pink parts with the hard lengths hanging between their legs. I was completely stuffed with cock and I shuddered with pleasure as I swam in sensation. In and out, in and out, the cycle continued repeatedly until I lost all sense of time and space, so delirious with pleasure that I greedily sucked at Kingsley’s cock when he blew his load deep down my throat. His semen slid down my throat in a great, ropey gob that I gulped with pleasure, loving how he groaned and his ab muscles quivered from the exertion of fucking my face to completion. I gave a final teasing lick of my tongue across the sensitiv







