Thrusting hard into the girl’s tight cunt, Brad huffed and growled like an animal. Her magnificent tits bounced on her chest as he pounded her and the expression of grinning delirium on her face as he approached climax told him he was the best fuck she had had in a while. Part of him hoped one of the other festivalgoers would walk past and see them just to see how
‘Holy shit, dude, I didn’t think she’d be able to open wide enough to take you. She’s such a whore for black dick.’ Tyrone stared at Jamal incredulously before returning his attention to the girl on her knees before them. She was holding his dick in one hand but was too focused on filling her mouth with Jamal’s colossal meat for his liking. ‘Hey, bitch, there’s more than one of
‘I fucking hate you, you know,’ she said, leaning back and exhaling a plume of smoke as the man lapped at her pussy. Her thighs tingled as he sucked on her clit and she rolled her chest a little, her nipples hard and sensitive. ‘You made me into this horny bitch, you sleazy bastard.’ As much as she hated him, she could not deny the skill with which he ate
Marissa let out a horrified shriek and staggered away as Greg crumpled to the ground. His seemed to fold in on himself, like a bouncy castle with all the air suddenly sucked out, and when he hit the floor he landed as a pile of empty skin. Bracing herself against a chest of drawers and trying not to hyperventilate, Marissa’s eyes bulged in horror. ‘What have I done?’ she gasped.
No sooner had she entered the house than Maria knew her scheme had been successful. For one thing, the torn remnants of the package were strewn across the table beside the door. More telling were the sensual moans echoing down the staircase. Closing the door softly behind her, she crept up the stairs. Following the moans, she quickly arrived at the door to Chad’s bedroom and without hesitation she slid
Kneeling on his own bed, suspended by the ropes expertly tied around the light above his head, manhandled without remorse by the vice grip of the dark-haired woman behind him, Frank finally learned the lesson he should have heeded long ago. Unfortunately for him, the realisation was far too little, far too late. He whimpered as the woman mercilessly hammered into him. He couldn’t take it anymore – he couldn’t
Only yesterday, Anthony had just about been able to fool himself into believing his marriage was a happy one. But now, impaled on the massive cocks of muscular lovers, tossed around like a rag doll in their strong arms, and with his wife just off to the side rubbing her glistening pussy he could no longer trick himself into such a false belief. If he was honest, he’d had his
Sam couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. Not only was she wildly beautiful and had a body to die for, her muscles were phenomenal. Huge and rounded, sliding beneath her soft, smooth skin, they were nothing short of mesmerising. If he was honest, he never wanted to look away. But then he supposed such an attachment was only natural given that mere moments before his own arms had looked
Dropping the suitcase onto her bed, Maddy admired her find. She had always loved vintage things and how they stood out from the crowd of sleek, modern items lining shop shelves and internet pages. They seemed out of place in all the best ways. As such, she had been attracted to them for as long as she could remember. Charity shops were always a good (and affordable) place to start.
‘Fuck, oh god,’ Sally moaned, rolling her hips as her anonymous lover went deeper, ‘oh fuck, right there.’ This was too good, too intense. She was working his dick as though she was a professional hooker and god did it feel good being so dirty. She could feel him beginning to twitch as the inevitable orgasm approached, a thrill of dirty delight tearing through her in anticipation of his hot
