Rubber Ducky Shower Curtain
She sucked hard on Ryan's dick, feeling a mouth kiss her treasure and sending bolts of pleasure up her body. Her heart was pounding nervously. Her fuzzy condition was enough to set her at ease, but not enough to take ALL the nervousness away!
I couldn't help but scream, and so was she, as she gently pushed it in and out of me. Somewhere, I turned over, while she kept up the steady rhythm. But then it stopped. She pulled the dildo out, and smiled at me weakly. Slowly she stood and took it off, then fell to her knees, smiling like I had done something wrong. I pounced on her and pushed my dick deep into her. She was still soaking, so my dick slid in quickly. I kept pushing in deeper, groaning at the thoughts running through my head. I couldn't get the dildo out from within me, so it was not me pushing on her; it was me landing on her.
Copyright © 08-20-2002 by E. J. Sheeran. All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author.
I looked to Joslyn to see whether she was also ready to go when I heard a voice behind me say, "Why don't you two stay for the party after the party? I'm sure you will find it interesting."
"This is priceless!" Steve said as he proceeded to make a copy of the monitoring.
She lay on the bed on her stomach and moved her mouth to her sister's tits as they were swinging.
Brian's cock was throbbing as he watched with delight the site of his wife dancing with this younger man. As she danced to the fast songs, her tits bounced up and down nearly coming out of that top, and her skirt flew up flashing glimpses of her ass to all the guys who watched intently from the bar. Jim was obviously enjoying the dance as well. After a couple of songs, they returned to the table. Teresa thanked Jim for the dance and politely turned down a drink as she already had one. Jim left. "One down, two to go" thought Brian.
Spiegel moved his hands over her silky skin, gently, afraid to be too rough with her. She was like a tiny bird in his hands, small and delicate, and he was afraid of breaking her bones or soiling her shimmering, pearly skin with bruises.
She wiggled her hips and slipped her skirt up on her thighs to reveal her naked blond pussy peeking out from under her skirt. I had been standing a couple of steps away, leaning against a seat back. I kneeled down and crawled across the cabin floor and sniffed between her outspread legs. She smelled wonderful.
"Well, I am."
'Well, you're only 12!'
His cock was rock-hard and pulsed with masculinity. These sensations summoned your waiting orgasm, as well as your soft moan. Again he pulled back and slammed into you. And again. Your breathing grew faster and faster, accompanied by a stuttering moan which grew louder with every shattering ram.
'Well, well, I said that men put their bits inside girls and that, the, urm' Christine's voice trailed away, I definitely had control of the situation back on my side.
"What?"
Curling up between your legs, I press my head softly against your cock, rubbing my cheek gently back and forth. Closing my eyes, I listen to your breathing, feeling your hand softly in my hair. I lick my lips and smile contentedly, relishing the lingering taste of you in my mouth, before curling up closer against you and falling back asleep.
This was to be the man to fuck my wife? I had my doubts, we were from the south. I knew Susan had never even kissed a black man before, let alone fucked one. But I was resolved to go through with it.
Suddenly Andrew spoke, a little nervously. "she saw you" he said.
"Yes, "I said "and there'll be lots of it"
"When do you want me to come over?"
I couldn't help but scream, and so was she, as she gently pushed it in and out of me. Somewhere, I turned over, while she kept up the steady rhythm. But then it stopped. She pulled the dildo out, and smiled at me weakly. Slowly she stood and took it off, then fell to her knees, smiling like I had done something wrong. I pounced on her and pushed my dick deep into her. She was still soaking, so my dick slid in quickly. I kept pushing in deeper, groaning at the thoughts running through my head. I couldn't get the dildo out from within me, so it was not me pushing on her; it was me landing on her.
Copyright © 08-20-2002 by E. J. Sheeran. All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author.
I looked to Joslyn to see whether she was also ready to go when I heard a voice behind me say, "Why don't you two stay for the party after the party? I'm sure you will find it interesting."
"This is priceless!" Steve said as he proceeded to make a copy of the monitoring.
She lay on the bed on her stomach and moved her mouth to her sister's tits as they were swinging.
Brian's cock was throbbing as he watched with delight the site of his wife dancing with this younger man. As she danced to the fast songs, her tits bounced up and down nearly coming out of that top, and her skirt flew up flashing glimpses of her ass to all the guys who watched intently from the bar. Jim was obviously enjoying the dance as well. After a couple of songs, they returned to the table. Teresa thanked Jim for the dance and politely turned down a drink as she already had one. Jim left. "One down, two to go" thought Brian.
Spiegel moved his hands over her silky skin, gently, afraid to be too rough with her. She was like a tiny bird in his hands, small and delicate, and he was afraid of breaking her bones or soiling her shimmering, pearly skin with bruises.
She wiggled her hips and slipped her skirt up on her thighs to reveal her naked blond pussy peeking out from under her skirt. I had been standing a couple of steps away, leaning against a seat back. I kneeled down and crawled across the cabin floor and sniffed between her outspread legs. She smelled wonderful.
"Well, I am."
'Well, you're only 12!'
His cock was rock-hard and pulsed with masculinity. These sensations summoned your waiting orgasm, as well as your soft moan. Again he pulled back and slammed into you. And again. Your breathing grew faster and faster, accompanied by a stuttering moan which grew louder with every shattering ram.
'Well, well, I said that men put their bits inside girls and that, the, urm' Christine's voice trailed away, I definitely had control of the situation back on my side.
"What?"
Curling up between your legs, I press my head softly against your cock, rubbing my cheek gently back and forth. Closing my eyes, I listen to your breathing, feeling your hand softly in my hair. I lick my lips and smile contentedly, relishing the lingering taste of you in my mouth, before curling up closer against you and falling back asleep.
This was to be the man to fuck my wife? I had my doubts, we were from the south. I knew Susan had never even kissed a black man before, let alone fucked one. But I was resolved to go through with it.
Suddenly Andrew spoke, a little nervously. "she saw you" he said.
"Yes, "I said "and there'll be lots of it"
"When do you want me to come over?"
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