Martha Quinn Nude Novels & Stories

Quin knew she should leave because whenever she sees dick, it’s usually in her phone, she had never seen it like this. She should back out into the hallway and pretend she had forgotten her key, she told herself, anything to erase the image of Mara’s head thrown back in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream as Jade’s tongue worked her over or the sight of Marcus’s penis. But her feet were rooted to the spot.

and Martha pushed back at him and moaned, "Give it to me baby, give it to me. Shoot it in me baby, cum in me, cum in me." I zoomed in on her face as she licked the head of Roy's cock and then pulled back to get a shot of the cum running down her leg as George pulled out of her and she sucked the head of Roy's dick. Then I pulled back a little further and got a group shot of Martha jacking off Vern, while George was pulling out of her and she still had her mouth on Roy. Martha let go of Vern and he hurried behind her and slid his dick into dripping mess that was her pussy. I had moved around to where I could get a close up of Martha's face as Vern slid his cock into her and the look on her fa

She then took her hands down to his belt and started unbuckling it, pulling it open before she started unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. She let the pants fall to the ground, and Ron kicked them away off his ankles, leaving him in a pair of white boxers that had a huge bulge at the tent. Martha’s pussy was on fire as she looked at the mound in the boxers, and she found herself taking her hand off her breast and pushing it under her skirt to her crotch, where she slipped her finger into her thongs and into her pussy lips to begin playing with her throbbing clit.

She quickly put her clothes back on and went to search for the source. In the two years since Martha had moved to Kanua, there had only been two instances when she caught a group of boys lurking behind the rocks on the hill trying to peep on naked women bathing. Sometimes they just quietly watched and sometimes they threw stones into the water just to make the women uncomfortable. It was with that mind-set that Martha came out from behind the rock to investigate, expecting to see a huge stone or a group of boys running away. Instead, what she found to her horror was the head of a man peering on the waters of the river.