Young Girls Take Giant Dongs

She wouldn’t let anyone touch her pussy or fuck her that night. She had set out to see how much cum she could ingest in one night and that was it. Some wanted to eat her too, but she put them off with a laugh, saying that the sign outside didn’t Studio SIXTY-NINE. That was usually enough, and most men were willing to stand there and go along with her anyway. She sometimes played a game in her head. If a man can Lesbian Sex cum a quarter ounce, she thought, and I can do between thirty and forty on an average night, and that was ten ounces of cum each night, three times a week... She estimated that in the last half of 1978, she’d ingested over seven hundred and fifty ounces of the precious goo, and now it was three months into 1979... She saw a man Fat ass staring at her ample breasts, separating the cleavage with his eyes as he gently rubbed himself, Big Dicks tracing the outline of his penis against his trousers. He was ready and knew what she wanted. This guy looks like he’s hung like a horse , she thought, pausing in the hallway, returning his glance and bringing her hand up to trace her neckline just above her breasts; but that’s no guarantee he’ll shoot like a spigot, she said to herself, allowing her eye to fall to the cut of his pants, watching as the faint outline of a cock became better defined. I don’t care, it’s all cum to me , she finally decided, smiling at the face, clean shaven and well scrubbed, as he came closer. “Hi,” he said, simply. Hi, she thought. Hi hi hi. “What’s your name?” Staring, she remained silent. A flicker of a smile crossed her face, more sweet than sultry, as she stood there looking him over. Her head turned side to side as her eyes fixed his with a sultry glance. “You tell me.” She said it without malice, an invitation to shape her as need be to suit his whims. She liked him so far. “Well, Hardcore Sex I’m a friend of Jackie’s at the bar and when I asked her who you were, she said why don’t I go find out myself. Said nice ass you’d have no problem with it . Am I right?” Right, she thought, as she reached out and got a piece of lint from the lapel of his Armani suit. Nice dresser. Classy clothes, probably spends a fortune just on underwear. Smells nice, too. Fuck it. I’m doing him. “Are you cut,” she asked. “Not Big Tits that it matters to me.” “Uh, yeah,” he replied, taken aback by her directness. I kept climaxing. “So was I Ben; that’s why I stopped.” Take all of Daddy’s cock!” he yelled triumphantly. “Thank you, daddy,” she picked up a strawberry and took a bit of its sweet crunchy body. Hardly felt how hot it was as Big Tits I lathered up in soap and washed. Names locations and a lot of the plot lines have been enhanced for your enjoyment but the basic concept happened. I could not quite believe what had happened; was it only a dream? The guard says he can’t let us nice ass on board Lesbian Sex without the captain’s say so, but there is an exchange of credits and assisted by our escorts we’re inside the vessel. There were now only the loud sounds of Gary's body Big Dicks joining to Bianca's, the loud smacking Fat ass sounds of a cock slamming like a spear into a helpless pussy, the teenage brunette's groans and slurping mingled into a heady mix. “Oh my, God, Mom. I got up groaning and looking at this tiny nothing she called a costume and thought “Fuck it, why not better then staying in I guess” Is this what tantric sex Hardcore Sex is? I got to admit, it's kind of nice not having any of that exhausting movement. ~9 MONTHS LATER~ “I am, thanks. I don't deserve your respect. I was inspired by this naughty sight.