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He had a big dick, he looked like he might also know what to do with his fingers and tongue, and I just couldn’t wait to see him in action. We both started rubbing her pussy, both our fingers flicking her clit and teasing the slit between her legs through her shorts as we took her tits in our mouths. “Oh…. Oh fuck…. Dustin! Felix. Fuck. I—Oh my god. Fuckkkk.” That was it. That was exactly what I wanted and the fact that she had screamed Dustin’s name so loud first told me that she also knew what I wanted. Her body began to shake as her pussy began oozing from behind her shorts. I reached up and grabbed her shorts, pulling them down and revealing her perfectly shaved pussy, and as I pulled th

I typed fast, pulse already hammering. First search: amateur gày blowjob compilation. Too soft. Skipped. Next: raw breeding bareback. Closer, but still not it. I muttered under my breath, scrolling thumbnails. “Come the fück on… give me something filthy.” “Rough gày dom/sub… no, too staged.” Cursor hovered. “Fück, prison shower scene? Lame.” Clicked anyway. Watched ten seconds of bad lighting and fake grunts. Closed the tab. “Shít. Useless.”

I wrapped my hand around the base, stroking slowly and firmly, savouring the friction. To amp it up, I grabbed my phone from the side table, thumbing open a private browser. Porn—something quick and dirty. I scrolled to a video of a brunette in a rain-soaked shirt, her body arching as a guy peeled it off. The actress moaned, it was fake but effective to heighten the mood, her tits bouncing as he fucked her against a wall.

The one in the corner making out with two different men at once looked like he’d peaked in high school and never moved on. The tall blond grinding on the couch? His moans sounded fake, like he was auditioning for a bad OnlyFans. The short guy with the nipple rings kept flexing every time someone glanced his way overcompensating much? I snorted into my drink. These men acted like they invented gay sex, yet half of them couldn’t even dance without looking like they were having a seizure.

He stood over her, chest rising and falling, desire raw in his gaze. Slowly, he pulled his shirt over his head, muscles shifting under tanned skin. Jasmine’s breath caught at the sight: broad shoulders, hard chest dusted with dark hair, abs tight and defined. “Like what you see?” he teased, voice hoarse. She bit her lip, nodding. “Come here.” He knelt between her legs, hands running up her thighs, pushing the fabric of her shorts higher. His mouth followed, kissing along the sensitive skin, tongue flicking teasingly.

I grip her hair, rougher as I mount her. I’m thrusting fast, I can’t drag this out, and those shorts gave me far too many fantasies about the perfect curves of her ass, wiggling back and forth as I pound into her womanhood. She’s got her arms stretched out above her head, her face against her forearms as she lets out sharp cries of pleasure.

He angled it perfectly and took several pictures — close-ups of his thick cock stretching my young pussy lips wide, cum frothing at the edges with every thrust, my flushed unconscious face with parted lips and bitten lower lip, and wide shots of my folded body taking him so deep. The sight of the filthy photos only made him fuck me harder. He captured one final shot just as my third orgasm hit — my pussy convulsing visibly around his cock, a fresh gush of mixed cum squirting out as I whimpered helplessly. Harlan groaned and pumped another thick load into me, snapping one last picture of my overflowing cunt as he pulled out slightly to let the cum drip.

As she walked out of the shot, headed to put her computer away, I wheeled my chair over to where I could pull some tissues from the box, and clean up the jism that was about to run down my sides. As I mopped up the thick goo, I fast-reversed the video to the shot of the laptop screen. After a couple of attempts, I got it frozen on the right frame, and then I zoomed the screen to blow up the image. I recognized the shot as being near the end of a hot girl-girl scene from a p**n video called Extreme Sex, Part-2. It featured a sexy female teacher coercing a young-looking innocent-acting female college student to have sex with her in order to keep from being expelled.

It had become semi transparent and I could clearly see the outlines of her nipples and the surrounding darker areas. As I looked down towards her leg, I saw what looked like the outline of her ‘cunnies’ pushing against the thin material. My mamba was showing its appreciation for such sight by trying to bust through my shorts. I was still watching her when suddenly she knelt down before me, zipped down my shorts and brought out my already stiff mamba and began s-----g it.

I’ll show him, two can play that game. “I want you to look.” I said, with a low flirty voice. He snapped his gaze up to me, surprised by what I said. Haha, take that! I thought. Don’t say you will if you don’t plan to back it up, Gabe. I gave him a seductive glare and turned around with my back facing him. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly started to shimmy them down my hips. I was careful not to bring my underwear down with them. I heard Gabriel suck in a quick breath. I smiled to myself. Good I’m getting to him. I turned my head to look back at him. I bit my lip and gave him a provocative smile. He was frozen in his spot. I don’t think he was even breathing. Once my shorts were on the grou