30-06-2019, 01:47 PM
Then he drove deep into her again and again and came hard, shooting thick wads of jizz deep into her cunt. She arched to him, loving the familiar feel of his spoot warm and sticky inside her, knowing that he would then pull out of her cunt and give her his cock to suck, his seed to swallow. It was a routine she loved, and he never disappointed her.
They had time this afternoon, and when they were done, they lay together for a while, her body flung half across his, and drifted into a light sleep. The tape hissed to an end just as Shirlyn woke. She thumbed the remote and rewound it and began to watch it again. It was incredibly sexy. She watched a pretty young girl being butt-fucked by a man with an enormous penis. Soon, he was joined by another, and then by a third. Her every orifice was plugged. Shirlyn throbbed with excitement. If only she could have three men, thus ...
Shankar groaned as he felt her lips on his nipple, slowly trickling down to his loins again. The girl was a nymphomaniac ... no matter what he did to her, she never seemed to get enough of it ...
He sighed and relented. He was strong enough to come again. As her warm mouth engulfed his penis, he crossed his arms behind his head, his eyes closed. Let her work a bit for it. His cock rose slowly, thickening and swelling between her lips till it was rock-hard again.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Haven't you had enough, slut?"
She giggled and shook her head. "I can't ever have enough, lover."
He chuckled. "C'mon ... sit on my dick ... backwards ..."
She knew why he liked her to mount him thus. It enabled him to finger-fuck her ass. She loved having his finger in her butt. It was only a question of time before he put his cock into her ass - and she was waiting for it, wanting it. She turned, her back to his face, and, straddling his hips, impaled herself slowly on his cock again. Her buttocks split open, and Shankar pressed his fingertip to her anus. Her sphincter spasmed and yielded and he slid it in. Shirlyn chewed her lower lip in excitement. It felt so good, so very good ...
She began to rock to and fro and up and down on his cock. His finger slid gently in and out of her anus as she bucked on his crotch. Her breasts bounced and jiggled heavily. Her mind filled with visions of several men fucking her together, taking her in the ass and cunt and mouth together, flooding her body with their thick, warm jizz.
Now Shirlyn was going wild beneath him, sweating and tossing and heaving frenetically, her lovely face flipping from side to side and contorting in paroxysms of ecstasy. Her silky hair was awry, strands clinging damply to the nape of her neck and her brow. She crushed her breasts in her hands and her hips bucked and heaved up and down under him, devouring his penis greedily.
Her gold necklace tossed and slapped on her honey skin. He groaned and flexed his buttocks, driving down harder and deeper, skewering her with a wicked roll of his hips that made her gasp and arch and cry out.
Faster and faster they went, the servant and the daughter of the household, their hips crashing together in a frenzy of naked lust. Her voice rang in his ears. She pulled his head down and thrust
her tongue up into his mouth. Her hips bucked and lurched beneath him and, as his immensely swollen, throbbing, searing cock pistoned in and out of her torpid flesh, rasping against her inflamed clitoris, Shirlyn spun over the edge and orgasmed hard.
Her back cambered, the breath rushed out of her throat in a shuddering gasp, her mouth tearing open. He changed his tempo, thrusting into her hard, holding fast, then slowly withdrawing to plunge in again and again till her tidal wave of her orgasm ebbed.
She was ravenous, insatiable, incredible.
Shuddering and trembling, she unwrapped her legs slowly from about his waist. His cock was still rock-hard and throbbing inside her. She caressed his sweaty back dreamily, slowly drawing her finger down his spine to his buttocks. She teased his anus with her fingertip and he grunted and squirmed, rolling his cock inside her cunt. She murmured her pleasure.
She kissed him again, and began to writhe her hips sensuously beneath him, grinding round and round, her cunt muscles expertly spasming on his cock and goading him on to take her again. She arched a slippery breast to his lips and sighed in pleasure as he sucked gently on it.
"I win, whore," he grinned.
She smiled and tongued his ear lasciviously. "Don't you want your reward?"
By now, they had reached a stage where their copulation was daily contest, to see who could hold out longest. It was a game in which there were only victors.
He chuckled and slid smoothly out of her and waited, kneeling on the floor, his proud penis thrust out, his thighs spread. She turned around and bent over before him, taking his cock in her mouth, sucking it slowly. He tossed his head back and groaned in delight. His hard belly rippled with excitement.
His hips pumped and he bent his head to watch her head rocking to and fro between his thighs. He began to move her head back and forth to suit his pleasure, aroused by the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her face.
"Mm ... yeh ... suck it ... suck my cock, bitch ... yeh ... c'mon ... suck harder ... oh fuck yes ... that's it ... *choos*, *rundi*, *choos*! *Jor* *se* *choos*!"
Her tempting buttocks were thrust up ahead of him and he bent over and pressed his finger into the cleft between them. She grunted and her hips writhed, her thighs splitting open. He slid his finger into her sodden crack. He finger-fucked her gently for several minutes, her body shaking and juddering as his palm rocked to and fro at her buttocks.
Her eyes glittering with renewed excitement, she rose and turned around on all fours, with her back to him. One hand groping between their legs for his cock, the other on the floor, she backed herself onto his lap, her thighs outside his, maneuvering his cock under her cunt-lips. Her succulent breasts dangled pendulous.
Shankar waited with his legs folded beneath him, on his knees. Holding his rigid, throbbing cock delicately by the cock-head she guided it to her hole. She paused, trembling, with his burning cock-head at the portals of her wet haired cunt. Tensing, her head arching, she squeezed his cock-head into her slit. It was huge, distending her cunt-lips painfully wide open, hot and throbbing, pulsating powerfully inside her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned in a low, lust laden tone.
"Mm ... yeh ... c'mon ... take it ... *chul* ... Shirlyn *chul* ..." he murmured softly. "*Chul*, *rundi*, *chul* ... c'mon, whore ... take it!"
They had time this afternoon, and when they were done, they lay together for a while, her body flung half across his, and drifted into a light sleep. The tape hissed to an end just as Shirlyn woke. She thumbed the remote and rewound it and began to watch it again. It was incredibly sexy. She watched a pretty young girl being butt-fucked by a man with an enormous penis. Soon, he was joined by another, and then by a third. Her every orifice was plugged. Shirlyn throbbed with excitement. If only she could have three men, thus ...
Shankar groaned as he felt her lips on his nipple, slowly trickling down to his loins again. The girl was a nymphomaniac ... no matter what he did to her, she never seemed to get enough of it ...
He sighed and relented. He was strong enough to come again. As her warm mouth engulfed his penis, he crossed his arms behind his head, his eyes closed. Let her work a bit for it. His cock rose slowly, thickening and swelling between her lips till it was rock-hard again.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Haven't you had enough, slut?"
She giggled and shook her head. "I can't ever have enough, lover."
He chuckled. "C'mon ... sit on my dick ... backwards ..."
She knew why he liked her to mount him thus. It enabled him to finger-fuck her ass. She loved having his finger in her butt. It was only a question of time before he put his cock into her ass - and she was waiting for it, wanting it. She turned, her back to his face, and, straddling his hips, impaled herself slowly on his cock again. Her buttocks split open, and Shankar pressed his fingertip to her anus. Her sphincter spasmed and yielded and he slid it in. Shirlyn chewed her lower lip in excitement. It felt so good, so very good ...
She began to rock to and fro and up and down on his cock. His finger slid gently in and out of her anus as she bucked on his crotch. Her breasts bounced and jiggled heavily. Her mind filled with visions of several men fucking her together, taking her in the ass and cunt and mouth together, flooding her body with their thick, warm jizz.
Now Shirlyn was going wild beneath him, sweating and tossing and heaving frenetically, her lovely face flipping from side to side and contorting in paroxysms of ecstasy. Her silky hair was awry, strands clinging damply to the nape of her neck and her brow. She crushed her breasts in her hands and her hips bucked and heaved up and down under him, devouring his penis greedily.
Her gold necklace tossed and slapped on her honey skin. He groaned and flexed his buttocks, driving down harder and deeper, skewering her with a wicked roll of his hips that made her gasp and arch and cry out.
Faster and faster they went, the servant and the daughter of the household, their hips crashing together in a frenzy of naked lust. Her voice rang in his ears. She pulled his head down and thrust
her tongue up into his mouth. Her hips bucked and lurched beneath him and, as his immensely swollen, throbbing, searing cock pistoned in and out of her torpid flesh, rasping against her inflamed clitoris, Shirlyn spun over the edge and orgasmed hard.
Her back cambered, the breath rushed out of her throat in a shuddering gasp, her mouth tearing open. He changed his tempo, thrusting into her hard, holding fast, then slowly withdrawing to plunge in again and again till her tidal wave of her orgasm ebbed.
She was ravenous, insatiable, incredible.
Shuddering and trembling, she unwrapped her legs slowly from about his waist. His cock was still rock-hard and throbbing inside her. She caressed his sweaty back dreamily, slowly drawing her finger down his spine to his buttocks. She teased his anus with her fingertip and he grunted and squirmed, rolling his cock inside her cunt. She murmured her pleasure.
She kissed him again, and began to writhe her hips sensuously beneath him, grinding round and round, her cunt muscles expertly spasming on his cock and goading him on to take her again. She arched a slippery breast to his lips and sighed in pleasure as he sucked gently on it.
"I win, whore," he grinned.
She smiled and tongued his ear lasciviously. "Don't you want your reward?"
By now, they had reached a stage where their copulation was daily contest, to see who could hold out longest. It was a game in which there were only victors.
He chuckled and slid smoothly out of her and waited, kneeling on the floor, his proud penis thrust out, his thighs spread. She turned around and bent over before him, taking his cock in her mouth, sucking it slowly. He tossed his head back and groaned in delight. His hard belly rippled with excitement.
His hips pumped and he bent his head to watch her head rocking to and fro between his thighs. He began to move her head back and forth to suit his pleasure, aroused by the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her face.
"Mm ... yeh ... suck it ... suck my cock, bitch ... yeh ... c'mon ... suck harder ... oh fuck yes ... that's it ... *choos*, *rundi*, *choos*! *Jor* *se* *choos*!"
Her tempting buttocks were thrust up ahead of him and he bent over and pressed his finger into the cleft between them. She grunted and her hips writhed, her thighs splitting open. He slid his finger into her sodden crack. He finger-fucked her gently for several minutes, her body shaking and juddering as his palm rocked to and fro at her buttocks.
Her eyes glittering with renewed excitement, she rose and turned around on all fours, with her back to him. One hand groping between their legs for his cock, the other on the floor, she backed herself onto his lap, her thighs outside his, maneuvering his cock under her cunt-lips. Her succulent breasts dangled pendulous.
Shankar waited with his legs folded beneath him, on his knees. Holding his rigid, throbbing cock delicately by the cock-head she guided it to her hole. She paused, trembling, with his burning cock-head at the portals of her wet haired cunt. Tensing, her head arching, she squeezed his cock-head into her slit. It was huge, distending her cunt-lips painfully wide open, hot and throbbing, pulsating powerfully inside her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned in a low, lust laden tone.
"Mm ... yeh ... c'mon ... take it ... *chul* ... Shirlyn *chul* ..." he murmured softly. "*Chul*, *rundi*, *chul* ... c'mon, whore ... take it!"
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