Mujeres Metiendose El Dedo の小説・ストーリー

The footsteps had already arrived at the door, and the knocking grew louder with each sound. Knock. Knock! Knock!!! The door started trembling, as if something was trying to barge in. “Make up your mind now!” Yvonne demanded. The bottle in her hand trembled. “Don’t listen to her! Come with me!” Henry tightened his grip around my hand. The knocking grew more intense, and the temperature dipped even further. At this point, Yvonne grabbed my hand to stop me from running, and both of them had one of my hands each. They refused to back down from each other.

Her hand was raised before the camera, revealing the ring on her finger. The caption read, "My answer is yes." By the time I saw Sally's post, Mom's body had already been taken to the morgue. I'd called Tristan 30 times, but he didn't answer a single one of my calls. However, he did leave a comment on Sally's post. "I'll fulfill all my promises to you." In the photo, Tristan and Sally were in a tight embrace, and I even saw underwears behind them. It was obvious what they'd just been doing.

"Finger yourself. Show me how you fuck yourself." Dana quickly did as asked. Soon she found herself lying on top of the table flat on her back with two fingers buried in her snatch with one hand and molesting her tits with the other. Her thumb strummed a steady beat on her excited clit while her fingers furiously slid in and out of her slit, dreaming of Matt's massive cock buried balls deep in her.

She has to hold back a gasp when she watches the older woman thrust two fingers into her obviously soaked entrance. While Candace has never been into girls, watching her aunt finger fuck herself is not helping the girl’s aroused feelings one little bit. Is she thinking of my dad and who the fuck was she talking about? This is it for the girl. She is going to get her father back into her one way or another. But until then ... watching Joyce slowly fucking herself with her fingers soon has Candace doing the same. She bites her bottom lip while her hands slide down her own body. She has no idea of how long she has been watching, only that her aunt’s moans of pleasure are getting louder and loud

She slipped her other hand into her own underwear again, one hand on the man through his trousers and one hand inside her own. She pulled her hand back out and put her finger into the man’s mouth, tightening her grip on his cock to what she assumed was the perfect amount of pressure. She rubbed lazily on his cock. The man’s eyes were transfixed on his material-hid trousersnake and Chloe’s soft hand.

“Finger me harder.” Zoe obliged, adding a third finger, stretching Mia deliciously. The wet sounds of her pumping filled the air—obscene, rhythmic. Mia’s clit throbbed; Zoe’s thumb found it, rubbing firm circles in time with her thrusts. Mia’s other hand wandered down Zoe’s body, slipping under her bikini bottoms. Zoe was dripping too—hot and slick. Mia’s fingers parted her folds, two sliding inside while her palm ground against Zoe’s clit.

One brutal thrust buried it to the hilt. Maria’s muffled scream vibrated straight into Clare’s pussy. The circle closed in. One by one, they took their places. A petite novice—barely eighteen—straddled Maria’s right hand, forcing the bound fingers inside her while she ground against the palm. Another nun claimed the left hand the same way. Two more sisters knelt at Maria’s sides, sucking and biting her nipples until they were raw and swollen.

I heard Mandy say. Holding the bottle over me she squeezed and a stream of ice cold water hit my pussy, making me jerk in shock. She leaned over my pussy and, still aiming the water at my slit, started fingering me. Eventually the flow stopped but she kept fingering me, even adding a second finger, then a third. I closed my eyes. I couldn't believe my body was starting to get into it! She opened and closed her three fingers in a scissor-like motion, stretching me as wide as she could. After a moment of this she pulled them out and got the bottle again. I braced myself.

Alexander’s eyes shaded into red when he understood she wanted to go way too far than teasing. “Don’t,” Alexander warned her with his bulging nerves, his eyes crawling from her face to her wet core as she positioned her middle finger to her pink muff. She turned deaf with the warning because her arousal heightened thinking she was being watched doing things. She parted her mouth as her finger slid in like butter while her eyes rolled back. She had never understood why people do this until now. It was a disaster that delighted you. Her finger didn’t enter very far because she was standing, not in a pleased position, otherwise, she was confident the pleasure would get wings.