Women Fucking Horses の小説・ストーリー

She kept on riding my dick till she came hard on my 🍆 dick , I too was going to cum, she knew and quickly discounted, I came hard, She turned around and balanced my dick straight into her ass, She pushed her ass down to my dick, she was feeling pain bur she endured it, till all my dick went into her ass, She started riding me( reverse Cowgirl) she held on to my head as she rode her ass on my dick, her ass cheeks were squashing my dick to oblivion, she grind her teeth as she rode me, she was feeling the pleasure as well, she was having a good time, I couldn't take iit anymore, she was riding me wildly, After a while, I came hard into her ass, but she didn't stop, she rode me till she came as

“This is what your womb was made for.” Sophia was forced to lick the point where the massive dildo disappeared into my body, cleaning the creamy mess that was forced out with every thrust. They rotated. Sophia took the horse dildo next, her smaller body struggling visibly as her belly bulged with each deep penetration. We were made to kiss and swap cum while being machine-fucked in turns. Hours blurred together in a nonstop orgy of degradation. The final act of the night was the full family breeding pile.

The wives kissed each other messily while he fucked them, tongues sliding, moaning into each other’s mouths with every hard thrust. Marcus suddenly pulled out and sat against the headboard. “Come here. Both of you. I want you to ride me together.” Lila straddled his lap first, facing him. She sank down onto his thick cock with a long, satisfied moan, taking every inch until he was buried to the balls. Sophia straddled his face, lowering her soaked pussy onto his waiting tongue. The two wives faced each other, kissing passionately as they moved. Lila rode his cock with deep, rolling motions while Sophia ground her clit against his skilled tongue. Their hands roamed over each other’s breasts,

Vaughn takes the front, feeding his cock back into her hungry mouth. I see Orlando pulling Fe off the bed, bending her over a heavy chest. Holt lines up behind her. “Still tight, girl?” he snarls, and he rams into her. “Gods, yes!” she screams. Silas grabs Lorna, lifting her, impaling her on his cock as he leans against the wall. She wraps her legs around him, her head thrown back in a silent scream. The rotation is relentless. As one wolf finishes, spilling his seed on skin or deep inside, another is right there, hard and ready. The women are covered in sweat and come, their voices hoarse, their bodies used to the limit, but still they beg.