Sexy Bride Simony Diamond Gets Fucked By Hung Groomsman

“I'm not Trash!” Fletchling yelled feeling a pain that had never truly left her. -3 Years ago in Unova region, Pinwheel Forest- Thirteen year old Leona was going out into the Pinwheel Forest with her mothers for a picnic. Grace was dressed in tits in her ridding overalls while Rhyhorn was naked but for a simple collar around her neck. Up a head was clearing where the family planned to spend the day. However they were not the only one's in the clearing. Three trainers where gathered tree stump laughing. There were all new trainers having just turned 16 with one being a boy and the other two were girls. “So Hilda, looks like you found a use for that piece of Trash.” said the boy wearing a light blue blazer, glasses with short cut black hair. The girl he was walking to wore a big black denim vest over a white T-shirt with ripped jean shorts. Her long brown hair was pulled out the back of her white and pink baseball cap. Hilda laughed a little at pussy the sight before her. “I Know! Still what a let down she is. I was so excited when I heard that someone was selling Pokemorphs from Kalos but she's just a common piece of trash. She's not even worth the Poke Ball she's kept in. Still, do you think I can get a refunded Bianca?” Bianca was the last of the group of three. She wore a white dress with an orange vest over it and a mint green beret which had her blond hair spilling out from the edges. “No chance. As if anyone would want her after all that.” Leona gasped when she saw what had amused them so much. Chained to the tree stump with her wings broken was a Fletchling. The chains that twisted her broken wings around her back was also tangled around her legs and froced hem apart. She was trapped and couldn't go anywhere. A wooden sign was set up next to the stump offing any passerby the “Free Use” of the Pokemorph. Layers of crusted dried semen laid under fresher wet coats of cum. Fletchling's bright orange plumage was matted to her head. Bother her pussy and ass where big gaping tunnels of abuse. Her breathing was coming in short painful gasps that rushed past her dry bleeding lips. Whatever depraved sexual acts had happened to Fletchling had gone on without rest. While it was true that Pokemorphs loved fucking and getting fucked that didn't mean that they didn't need recovery, food and sleep. Fletchling would Hardcore die without care at a Poke Center. “Hey assholes!” Leona yelled and all three of them turned to face that pissed off little girl. “The hell do you want?” Hilda asked. “I want you to leave that Pokemorph alone before you kill her.” Leona said while going over to Fletchling and tried to untangle the cock chines holding her. Hilda shrugged but like she didn't care but pushed Leona into the dirt once the girl's back was turned. “I can do what I want with the things I own!” Leona got up off her feet a heartbeat later and put anal herself between Hilda and the Pokemorph. “You don't deserve her.” Leona said softly. Still amused by this little do-gooder Hilda leaned in closer to Leona. “What did you...!” Ryan hesitated, thinking about his cock anal wife who was late for her period. “Then I’m gonna keep going… until I hear you tell him that what I’m doing is making you feel really good ,” Kelly purred, blowing softly in the girl’s ear, and then she nuzzled closer and pulled the girl’s earlobe into her mouth, pinching it gently between her teeth. I don't want to wait until next year. She look up at the bright sky and she can see a few clouds drifted by the slow wind. If you’re naughty, daddy will spank!” I looked up to see the blurred outline of Brandon. No one was more surprised to find that out than me. “Now cum in me! Please, please, just spill that cum in me! Erupt!” “Nope, not even a phone call,” I tell her. He wanted to share with me. He didn't even notice when she turned around and stood up straight, she smirked to herself. I didn’t have a 6 pack stomach, but my overall strength grew so much I felt like fucking superman. My skirt falls down over my legs but my uniform is still bunched at my waist. John told me that he owed me Hardcore big time. ‘I don’t know Sir - the topic is really hard, that’s all. At least you’ve got a good medical excuse.” She changed the subject, “So, the dress is too small. "God, that was sooo cool! "It's all part of the fantasy," she reassured Michael. “I almost have a hundred times.” I kept up my slow and deep strokes as my hands found her boobs and squeezed them hard , resulting her to almost scream Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I told him ok that I would get a quick shower, then be down to help. No, he seemed to specifically want to fuck her while she was still ‘sloppy’, so to speak. “Not if there’s a slight breeze.” I said as I lifted the front of Kate’s skirt up. “Um, this will sound really odd, but I have a sister who has tried to get pregnant with several different guys and big so far, she has been unsuccessful. When you focus on the story, you appeal mainly to people who enjoy either a big story or a lot of sex, depending on what you write, etc, etc. Arguably, focusing on a kink not many focus on, such as leather for example, would be a niche story. He told me that Jon would arrive in an hour or so and that I could put my clothes on whenever I liked. She would turn around and ride him like a woman possessed until he filled her pussy full of cum. She looked amazing standing there in nothing but her tits black garter, stockings, and suspenders. Ashley was now ready for viewing again. Just as he completes one leg. “Not that we pussy know of so far, of course, the fire is far from being out, so it’s still early,” I’m told. Viola: Jenny are you serious. It had been so long since he had anyone to share his land with.