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Married men with rings collected full blow job from girls meant to be their daughters. I just stood there unsure of what to do when the hair on my body stood on end. Someone was watching me. I turned to see Blake sitting down while a girl gave him blow job, deep throating him the very way I did yesterday's night. His blazing gaze razzed my body as it landed on my boobs once again. “Miss boobs" his lips moved as he said. I smiled. He wasn't the only one looking at my boobs since I came,a whole lot of guys have been staring at it, maybe because it was it was round and full and busty and had my nipples poking out of the thin fabric I wore.

It was funny watching the four guys scramble to take off their clothes. Jared knew I liked when guys talked dirty about me and told me, "Thanks for coming here today and blowing our friends. I told them what a great cocksucker you were. That was awesome, wasn't it guys?" Ben then commented, "Yeah, thanks, Beth. We told the guys you were the Blow Job Queen and I don't think some of them didn't believe us but you proved you're the best." "You shocked Jake by letting him fuck you," Jared said. "With a dick like his, I couldn't help myself. I just had to stuff it in my pussy."

​Kendrick lifted her effortlessly by her thighs, pulling her up to sit on the edge of the broad teak desk, scattering a stack of printed clearance reports onto the floor. ​Lily spread her legs wide, wrapping her thighs tightly around his thick hips, pulling his heavy frame flush between her legs. She could feel the hard, thick ridge of his erection pressing through his trousers straight against her thin trousers, hot and heavy against her center. ​"Kendrick... the monitors..." she panted against his lips, though her fingers were already frantically unbuttoning the front of his black shirt, exposing his broad, hard chest to her touch. ​"Let them record," Kendrick growled low, his hands slidin

She then squeezed his balls before she replaced them with her mouth. Before David could respond, he already felt Linda’s tongue on him. Thus, he jumped. Amanda realized he was startled and continued talking to get him to relax. After a few minutes, David began to concentrate on Amanda’s voice, and he could feel himself relax. It soon occurred to him that this was his first blow job in three years, and it felt amazing despite the fact that Linda was still definitely an amateur. Her hot mouth and the way she used her tongue everywhere were driving him crazy, and soon enough, his dick began to rise and harden. When she finally deep-throated him, he nearly blew his seeds.

Elodie flinches, her knees threatening to give away to his intimidating stance over her. “Why? “Kendrick's voice drops low “I want the truth”

I saw some people around me look at me, but I just stared at the screen in shock as the audience got louder as they discussed the image. The music didn't play because Jessie started to speak. "First off, I would like to say to all you ladies who are going around saying me and you did 'stuff'. You're full of shit. I never went beyond making out with any of you. So, you guys can shut the hell up." He grabbed his guitar as I could hear girls start to whisper to their friends.

I want this cock. I slip my mouth over Mr. K's erection. He sighs, touches my head. I spread my legs, putting my red-haired, wet, open pussy on display. I'm so horny, I'm shaking. I'm getting better at blowjobs. Mr. K isn't huge, and I can get all of him in my mouth now. I love sucking cock. I cup Mr. K's balls and gently squeeze, then I hear it, behind me. That wet squishing sound of a woman fingering her pussy. Miranda is in the armchair in the corner. I've seen it there before. My best friend's mom. The woman that took us to Brownie scouts and pre-school, is naked and masturbating in the dark while I suck Tanner's dad's penis. He gently pushes my head off. I know. I'm getting too good at

"I see you have turned Cindy against me." "No. Your attitude has done that. You are an asshole. You don't know how to love or respect anyone ... not even yourself." "You should know about not loving yourself. You should kill yourself. If I had looked anything like you, that's what I would have done." I look up as Cindy walks in with the newspaper. I grab it from her hand. My eyes popped open at the headline and the picture of me. LANCE KYLE RUSSO LIKES BEING TIED UP!!! "Kendall, what the hell have you done?!"

She jilled her clit with her free hand, moaning as she watched Tara rail me, her big breasts heaving. They rotated like a well-oiled machine, Kendra calling the shots. Tara fucked me through one orgasm—my pussy spasming around her thickness, squirting hard enough to splash her thighs. She pulled out laughing, my cream coating her toy. Then it was doggy style. Someone— I think it was a senior named Brooke, with tattoos snaking up her arms—flipped me over onto my hands and knees. My ass up high, cheeks spread by her hands. She watched the dildo plunge in from behind, the angle hitting new spots, making my back arch and toes curl. 'Look at that pretty hole taking it,' she murmured, slapping my

Red flips him off, but he’s grinning. Red stands, hand on hip, glaring playful death. “Watch it, stripper boy.” “By the way,” Knox adds, jerking his thumb at Blaze, “he’s totally gay and a full-time Magic Mike. Owns it harder than his thong collection.” Blaze strikes a pose, hand on hip, blowing a kiss. “Sunshine, I own that I’m a gay stripper. Pays the bills, keeps the boys happy, and my ass looks fantastic in glitter. Keep throwing shade, I’ll just reflect it back in sequins.”