All Chapters of 30 WILD EPIC SEXCAPADES COMPILATION’s.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

She suddenly had the look of someone who knew exactly what she needed. She looked at me standing there topless with her hands on her hips while still wearing her khaki shorts.“Take off your pants. I really need to suck your cock.” Without any argument. I pulled down my pants and briefs before kicking them to the side. “Your shirt, too.” I did as she commanded. She asked me to get back on the bed and lay on my back. She went around and came up from the foot of the bed. From the beginning, I knew this was not going to be a ordinary blow job. I laid my head back and enjoyed her efforts.She started by kissing the inside of my thighs, teasing me as her mouth got closer and closer to my cock, with her slowly stroking my cock. Her mouth would get close to my balls before she would pull away. Her mom was not due to come back until the next day, so she knew there was no hurry. There is nothing sexier nor crazier than a woman slowly stroking you as she softly starts licking your balls, gently

She continued moaning and she was getting louder and louder. I had to push her head down into the pillow. As much as I love hearing a woman scream during sex, I also didn't want her neighbors hearing us. I leaned down a bit and managed to grab her tits. This only seemed to arouse her even more, if that was even possible. We had developed a rhythm by this time, with her pushing back while I pushed forward before both us pulling away before reconnecting, over and over. I was alternating between grabbing her tits with one hand and then the other before getting up and grabbing her hips to pound hard into her as humanely possible. It was the best fucking I had ever experienced, and it happened to be with a trans girl, my trans girl.We must've been fucking hard for what seemed like forever, but it was probably closer to fifteen minutes when I felt her ass squeezing my cock tighter than ever.“Oh, fuck! I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMMING, BABY,” she screamed out as she started shooting out cum onto

The heavyset baron looked up from his desk as his daughter blew into his office like a gale force wind. A girl sat in a chair in front of the desk, her existence completely beneath Etta's concern or notice. "Heidi left?" She demanded of her father, hands on her hips and an aggressive set to her jaw."She has," the baron confirmed calmly, lacing his fingers together as he placed his hands on the desk."She... She can't just leave!" She's my servant!" Etta exclaimed, indignant."And yet... she has," the baron repeated."I want her punished!" Etta demanded, stomping her foot as her voice raised an octave."Actually, I have sent her on her way with my highest letter of recommendation, my apologies, and a handsome severance payment, just as I have done for so many of your prior servants, my dear," the baron explained, his expression darkening. "If we are lucky, we will not receive a visit from the constables, once again threatening to press charges. I have warned you many a times, you cann

...The chimes of the downstairs clock struck twelve, ringing in the midnight hour with signature clarity. Etta's eyes fluttered at the sound as sleep slipped from her grasp. Carefully she untangled herself from Zia's naked arms and legs and extracted herself from the rumpled bedsheets. The servant girl murmured in her sleep and rolled over onto her back, never waking.A sense of wonder dominated Etta's thoughts, savoring the incredibly fulfilling memory of her torrid adventure. Imagine — an entire fist and forearm stuffed into her pussy! Who would have thought such a thing was possible? She glanced down, her fingers exploring, expecting to find a wrecked cavern of her cunt. But the resilient flesh of her sweet pussy had snuggled back up, leaving only a tight little slit in which her dabbling fingers could linger. A smile crossed her lips as an entire new realm of deviant possibilities unfolded in her overactive imagination. She gazed down at the sleeping Spanish girl, keen to continue

Turning her attention back to the throbbing horse cock, Etta once more pressed her pouting lips onto the fleshy head of the prick, nuzzling it with a kiss. Working from different angles, she ran her lips over the surface, spreading a glistening sheen of saliva and precum over the tender skin. She ran grasping fingers back along the length of the prick, down to the huge nut sack, and stroked back, milking the beast. The stallion stomped and snorted with delight, shuffling his rear hooves to a wider stance. Her tightly clasped fingers stroked back to his balls. The beast lunged with his haunches, driving his cock forwards. Etta's head bobbed, pushed back by the forceful fuck-thrust. Her hands glided forward, and the stallion drew back, readying for another lunge. Etta's head rocked forward, her lips and tongue working, never breaking oral contact with the slippery cock head. A prolonged dribble of precum oozed out. The redhead's tongue worked diligently, spilling not a single drop. She