30-06-2019, 01:45 PM
He was really good with her: knowledgeable, skilled, blessed with a good, taut body and a satisfyingly large penis, he could torment her till she was moaning and keening like a rutting bitch, begging him to fuck her. He would alternate between great tenderness and masterful roughness in his handling of her, and the combination was like sugar and spice and drove her wild.
Shirlyn introduced him to Kenny's videos. Shankar thought they were fantastic, an immense turn-on. They watched them in the living room, just the two of them, naked, filled with lust, hot and hungry. Shankar sat on a couch, his legs spread wide, Shirlyn on the floor between them. Ordinarily, he was not permitted to use the furniture; but they had found that reversing their daily roles excited both of them. She enjoyed having him dominate her, treat her as sex-slave. She looked up at him and reached back for his hardening penis.
She tilted her head back and reached up for his cock. She took his cock-head between her lips. He grinned and slid his hands down the craned column of her throat and cupped and fondled her breasts.
Her nipples were rigid. Her legs split open and her knees forked. He could see dewdrops of her cunt-juice glistening on her pubic fuzz. She slid a finger into her crack and began to masturbate.
The sight aroused him. His cock grew hard and slippery in her fist. She turned over and buried her face in his lap. He gasped and flung his head back as she took his cock deep in her mouth. On the screen, the sex-vixen was getting herself laid by a dark, hugely endowed man. He had an impossibly large cock.
"Look, whore," he muttered and pulled her away.
Shirlyn turned around and gasped. The man's cock was incredible: over ten inches long, correspondingly thick, with huge balls. He had the woman on all fours and he was ram-fucking her relentlessly from behind. The girl's face was contorted in a rictus of unbridled, unfaked lust and she was moaning and whimpering in joy. Shirlyn's cunt tingled with excitement.
She rose and turned around to sit on Shankar's lap, her back to him. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her cunthole. She eased herself down onto the cock-head. She fondled his balls, gripped his cock and slowly, unflexing her buttocks, slid lower. The rough shaft rasped against her inflamed clitoris and she gasped, tossing her head back, arching her back. He squeezed her breasts. Her cunt spasmed on his cock. It was incredible, as always.
"Take it!" he cried. "C'mon, whore! Sit on my prick! Take it all!"
"Oh ma ... uhhhh ... OHHHHH!" she gasped and slid lower still, impaling herself deeply on his cock. It was wonderful, and seemed to fill her to the brim.
Gasping and panting, she began to rock and buck up and down on his cock. He grunted and bucked his hips beneath her. They gaped at the screen.
The woman was now being fucked by another man, who was as heavily endowed as his predecessor in her orifice. She was on her back and the man was thumping away, his cock glistening as it stroked and pistoned in and out of her cunt. Her legs were drawn up high and locked behind his back and the camera showed, in mind-boggling close-up, his cock and her cunt and anus as their loins crashed together. Their voices were loud and their cries obscene and guttural.
Shirlyn went wild. She bucked up and down on Shankar's penis like a woman possessed, gasping and crying out, arching back to kiss him and thrust her tongue into his mouth, bouncing up and down on his lap, her breasts tossing wildly. She squeezed them in her hands and moaned. Faster and faster she went and soon lost control, tumbling head over heels in the throes of a tidal orgasm.
"OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHHHhh Shankar yes yes yes ohhhhhh god yes OHhhhhh uhh OHHHHHH uhhh *hanh* uhhhhh uhhhhhh Ohmauhhh *hanh* uhhh uhhhhh Ohma uhh ohmaohma uhhhh OHHHHHHH!" she cried.
Shankar crushed her swollen breasts in his hands. "Take it! C'mon whore, take my cock! *Le ... le rundi le ... le mere* *lund* ko UNHhh *hanh*!" he grunted.
Shankar pushed her off his lap and on all fours on the floor and mounted her from the rear, a position she had grown to dearly love. She moaned as he slid his cock into her again and began to fuck her quickly. She turned her face up, rocking gently to and fro beneath him, watching the screen as she ran her cunt back and forth along the length of his shaft. Her breasts swung to and fro and he leaned forward to squeeze them, pinching her rigid nipples.
"Yes ... ohhhh uhh yes ... fuck me ... *chodh mujhe* ... fuck me, Shankar ... fuck me hard! *jorse chodh*!" she gasped like a whore.
"Take it! Take my cock, whore ... *Lele rundi* ... *le* *mere* *lavde* *ko* ... *hanh* uhhhhh aHHHhhhhh ... OHhhhh uh OHHHH uhhhhh *hanh* uhh OHH!"
His buttocks flexed and unflexed powerfully and his hips swung rapidly to and fro, back and forth. He gasped and flung his head back. Shirlyn whimpered and dug a hand under her body to cup his balls. He groaned as she squeezed them and rammed into her hard, slamming his balls against her buttocks.
"YES!" she cried. "Ohhhh yes yes ohhh god yes!"
He hammered violently at her, stopped, started again, stopped again. He pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her back. She spread her legs and lifted them, drawing him between. He bent over her and she groped for his cock, guiding it to her hole. He thrust into her smoothly and she arched under him, gasping, winding her legs taut about his lean hips.
He moaned and began to fuck her heavily and deeply. She murmured in pleasure and bucked under him. Their bodies streamed with sweat. Slowly he took her to the edge and held her there, quivering and moaning and whimpering, while he stroked gently in and out of her. His enormous cock was incredible inside her. Her body flamed with lust.
"Come on come on come on," she rasped, gritting her teeth in tension.
But he would not be hurried. He forced her over the edge first, and as she arched and gasped, clinging fiercely to him, her cunt biting down sharply on his cock, he stroked swiftly in and out of her till she was thrashing wildly in her orgasm.
Shirlyn introduced him to Kenny's videos. Shankar thought they were fantastic, an immense turn-on. They watched them in the living room, just the two of them, naked, filled with lust, hot and hungry. Shankar sat on a couch, his legs spread wide, Shirlyn on the floor between them. Ordinarily, he was not permitted to use the furniture; but they had found that reversing their daily roles excited both of them. She enjoyed having him dominate her, treat her as sex-slave. She looked up at him and reached back for his hardening penis.
She tilted her head back and reached up for his cock. She took his cock-head between her lips. He grinned and slid his hands down the craned column of her throat and cupped and fondled her breasts.
Her nipples were rigid. Her legs split open and her knees forked. He could see dewdrops of her cunt-juice glistening on her pubic fuzz. She slid a finger into her crack and began to masturbate.
The sight aroused him. His cock grew hard and slippery in her fist. She turned over and buried her face in his lap. He gasped and flung his head back as she took his cock deep in her mouth. On the screen, the sex-vixen was getting herself laid by a dark, hugely endowed man. He had an impossibly large cock.
"Look, whore," he muttered and pulled her away.
Shirlyn turned around and gasped. The man's cock was incredible: over ten inches long, correspondingly thick, with huge balls. He had the woman on all fours and he was ram-fucking her relentlessly from behind. The girl's face was contorted in a rictus of unbridled, unfaked lust and she was moaning and whimpering in joy. Shirlyn's cunt tingled with excitement.
She rose and turned around to sit on Shankar's lap, her back to him. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her cunthole. She eased herself down onto the cock-head. She fondled his balls, gripped his cock and slowly, unflexing her buttocks, slid lower. The rough shaft rasped against her inflamed clitoris and she gasped, tossing her head back, arching her back. He squeezed her breasts. Her cunt spasmed on his cock. It was incredible, as always.
"Take it!" he cried. "C'mon, whore! Sit on my prick! Take it all!"
"Oh ma ... uhhhh ... OHHHHH!" she gasped and slid lower still, impaling herself deeply on his cock. It was wonderful, and seemed to fill her to the brim.
Gasping and panting, she began to rock and buck up and down on his cock. He grunted and bucked his hips beneath her. They gaped at the screen.
The woman was now being fucked by another man, who was as heavily endowed as his predecessor in her orifice. She was on her back and the man was thumping away, his cock glistening as it stroked and pistoned in and out of her cunt. Her legs were drawn up high and locked behind his back and the camera showed, in mind-boggling close-up, his cock and her cunt and anus as their loins crashed together. Their voices were loud and their cries obscene and guttural.
Shirlyn went wild. She bucked up and down on Shankar's penis like a woman possessed, gasping and crying out, arching back to kiss him and thrust her tongue into his mouth, bouncing up and down on his lap, her breasts tossing wildly. She squeezed them in her hands and moaned. Faster and faster she went and soon lost control, tumbling head over heels in the throes of a tidal orgasm.
"OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHHHhh Shankar yes yes yes ohhhhhh god yes OHhhhhh uhh OHHHHHH uhhh *hanh* uhhhhh uhhhhhh Ohmauhhh *hanh* uhhh uhhhhh Ohma uhh ohmaohma uhhhh OHHHHHHH!" she cried.
Shankar crushed her swollen breasts in his hands. "Take it! C'mon whore, take my cock! *Le ... le rundi le ... le mere* *lund* ko UNHhh *hanh*!" he grunted.
Shankar pushed her off his lap and on all fours on the floor and mounted her from the rear, a position she had grown to dearly love. She moaned as he slid his cock into her again and began to fuck her quickly. She turned her face up, rocking gently to and fro beneath him, watching the screen as she ran her cunt back and forth along the length of his shaft. Her breasts swung to and fro and he leaned forward to squeeze them, pinching her rigid nipples.
"Yes ... ohhhh uhh yes ... fuck me ... *chodh mujhe* ... fuck me, Shankar ... fuck me hard! *jorse chodh*!" she gasped like a whore.
"Take it! Take my cock, whore ... *Lele rundi* ... *le* *mere* *lavde* *ko* ... *hanh* uhhhhh aHHHhhhhh ... OHhhhh uh OHHHH uhhhhh *hanh* uhh OHH!"
His buttocks flexed and unflexed powerfully and his hips swung rapidly to and fro, back and forth. He gasped and flung his head back. Shirlyn whimpered and dug a hand under her body to cup his balls. He groaned as she squeezed them and rammed into her hard, slamming his balls against her buttocks.
"YES!" she cried. "Ohhhh yes yes ohhh god yes!"
He hammered violently at her, stopped, started again, stopped again. He pulled out of her and flipped her over onto her back. She spread her legs and lifted them, drawing him between. He bent over her and she groped for his cock, guiding it to her hole. He thrust into her smoothly and she arched under him, gasping, winding her legs taut about his lean hips.
He moaned and began to fuck her heavily and deeply. She murmured in pleasure and bucked under him. Their bodies streamed with sweat. Slowly he took her to the edge and held her there, quivering and moaning and whimpering, while he stroked gently in and out of her. His enormous cock was incredible inside her. Her body flamed with lust.
"Come on come on come on," she rasped, gritting her teeth in tension.
But he would not be hurried. He forced her over the edge first, and as she arched and gasped, clinging fiercely to him, her cunt biting down sharply on his cock, he stroked swiftly in and out of her till she was thrashing wildly in her orgasm.
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