Eden swallows loads and loads of spunk till she has to get it pumped out!

I watch fascinated in the mirrors as he masturbates in a frenzy, then slows his tempo, stroking and teasing his cock slowly and gently, kissing and licking my arse cheeks at the same time, feeling very good about my sexual prowess. “Nearly there, nearly, you are so good, so close, so close. “Watch me cum, watch me cum, watch, watch,” Karl is almost screaming as shoots a huge cum in her mouth load across the room. “Magic sex session, when can we do it again,” they both ask as I cumshot depart satiated. “How old are you?” my dad asked. I wasn’t sure what he wanted, he knew fucking well how old I was. “Seventeen” was my puzzled answer. “You ever get laid?” “What?” “Laid! Screwed, fucked, had sex, done the bed bounce boogie! Or are you still as pure as new fucking snow?” he growled with heavy sarcasm. I was shocked into silence, even for my asshole father this was over the top. I looked at the five empty beer bottles beside his chair and shuddered, it was going to be another long night before I could escape to my room. My male parent is not exactly a father figure I could be proud of. He is a bitter alcoholic cripple, trapped in a wheel chair unless my brother and I wrestled him to bed. He lost his legs above the knees in a subway accident so we lived off a small insurance pension, most of which went to beer and pot which was delivered by one of his ex-con friends. My brother and I were stuck with him when mom got fed up with his drunken verbal abuse and abandoned us to him. She was shacking with the same greasy lawyer that helped her get the divorce while I endured the stares and rude comments of my dear father’s buddies. About a year after she left mom asked me if I wanted to come live with her, but her sleazebag asked me to give him a blowjob while she was in the bath so I backed off. At least in the trailer I didn’t have to worry about getting raped in my sleep. I would be eighteen in five weeks and I couldn’t wait to get the fuck out of the crud covered double-wide garbage pit I had to call home. “Answer me you fucking little twat! You ever let the boys stick you?” “Shut the hell up you drunk bastard, I got enough fucking problems with just you, I don’t need any more.” He ogled me with bloodshot eyes that told me he was stoned as well as drunk. Great, a real winning combination for a bitched-up night. I wondered where my brother was, tits he could help by being here. Dad would focus on him and tell him what a fucking wimp ass little dick sucker he was. I felt sorry for my younger brother but at least when he was here, I didn’t have to take so much crap. As for me I wasn’t the pure little innocent my father might have wanted. I had secrets but I huge sure as hell wasn’t going to share them with him. He looked at me up and down and said more to doggystyle himself than me, “Girl got a body looks like that, she’s fucking the whole goddamn town.” He leveled his bitter gaze at me again, “Why don’t you sell what you got, earn your goddamn keep around here?” I stormed out of the room to cook dinner. My brother Max would be home cum from his part time job soon and he would be hungry. Max and I were close, we had to be in that dump. He and I protected each other, cared for each other; we relied on the sanity and solidarity of our relationship as brother and sister. I recently graduated high school in spite of the mess of my life and he would be a senior at the end of summer. "You feel bigger tonight" she said with a bright smile while pulling his head away from her tits to kiss him. Uhhhh . . . Suddenly she reached down, touching my head and out of breath said, “Stop!” “Swallow it baby. Otherwise, perhaps we can find someone else to join us. She looked down on cumshot me, gasped lightly then said huskily “The third boy, I think his name was Ringo, like the guy from that old band, the Beatles. "Shut up!" The hem was about three inches above her knees and 4 inch heels. "I'm Clara and this is my boyfriend Marcus." She asked “so what attracts you to lesbians?”. She looked pretty, but decent, pretty, but modest. This might be a good time to describe their house, It is a two store house, with three bedrooms , and a tv/games, room, the bedroom are Helens' Joy's and the spare, , on one side is Helens room (back) , Bathroom (middle).then Joy's room closet to stairs Jason looked over at me with pleading eyes. I doubt there is anything good on TV.” Michael, unzip her top and throw it to me." At this point, we’re both panting for breath as our cum in her mouth tongues play 1 on 1 inside my mouth. “Told you mate, she is amazing.” I heard the pride in David's voice. Laughter? I could sense she was going to cum again soon. “Me too.” huge I pull my loving husband into a passionate kiss. She kissed me passionately and whispered in my ear, “There’s no need. Okay lads?” "Daddy . . . My big breasts swayed before me as I shuddered in delight. “Agreed,” she managed. Once Bella rolled on top of Kate, she lowered her mound to Kate’s waiting lips and tongue. “Thanks, doc,” he said, “can you go doggystyle ahead and bring me off? I mean I had played with them, kissed them, licked them a little, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his dick in my vagina and pounding away. SMACK! With her head buried in Hanna's lap, Willy could feel the strong tits muscles in Hanna's thighs contract with the building of an orgasm. “Evan, you would have a chance...I think, and I wish you could.” The glistening in her cum eyes wasn't from laughter anymore.