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“Don’t be cruel to our lovely driver here” Rachael joked back, “I’ve already asked if she wants to join us, but apparently she’s married, which means no regular dick for her. Rachael and Tiff burst out laughing whist I was still trying to understand what was happening. “You heard the lady,” Rachael said still laughing, “Give that man a blowjob, let’s see if those lips feel as good as they look. “Don’t mind if I do” Tiff exclaimed, her hands already working me out of my belt and lowering my zipper. I looked up to see Rachael looking back at us, her eyes filled with lust as the taxi driver adjusted her rear-view mirror to watch the action. Being heavily outnumbered, and never one to turn down a beautiful woman – let alone three – I raised my hips and allowed my pants to be removed. My cock was already rock hard and sprang back up as the elastic of my boxers released it.

I gave her one orgasm that she really enjoyed. She told Lillian that she had been right and that it had been twice as good. Lillian told me not to stop and to give my sister two more orgasms that were even better yet. Yvonne could hardly take that last one it was so intense. Lillian told me to lower my pants and my underwear to my ankles so that Yvonne could see my cock as she jerked me off. She gave her a few suggestions and then told my sister that she had to put her mouth over the head of my cock and swallow all of my cum before any got away. Yvonne was not happy about putting her mouth on my cock. Lillian told her that I would put my mouth on her pussy soon enough. That made her smile. She was not very good at jerking me off but it was her first time and I still liked her hand on my cock better than my own. I warned her that I was about to spurt and Yvonne put her head down closer and took the head of my cock into her mouth.

The male wild pig had enormous tusks which jutted up from its powerful jaws, and with its erect tough hair mane, the smaller animal looked like a formidable foe for the tiger. The wild beasts circled each other, and it was all Jennifer could do to keep the boar from pulling her off her feet. The high heels of her sexy boots were not an advantage on this earth-covered floor. The man held the big female tiger in check with his powerful arms, and this allowed the boar to actually mount the big cat. As Jennifer was dragged forward the wild pig actually thrust its big prick into the tiger’s cunt and began humping into the restrained beast. Quickly the boar hit his violent climax, humping rapidly, and jetted thick gobs of its spunk into the roaring striped cat. Jennifer looked around for the men with guns Tony had promised, and she was impressed with how well they were disguised. The audience was being well protected from the sight of the necessary security for the entertainers.

We fucked and filmed for three hours. I was a bundle of nerves from the sexual excitement. My orgasms were extreme as I was constantly yelling to be fucked and fucked hard. After extreme exhaustion, we reviewed the video. God, we were hot knowing we made our own porn film. When Bill left, Jack licked my pussy and fucked me one more time. All three of us had been lust filled animals as the video camera caught all the action. I fell asleep in my husbands arms as we were fully sated. Thursday and Friday, Bill and the clients fucked me repeatedly and I took their cum home to my husband. Just why, why didn’t I act on my husband’s fantasy a long time ago. I was now constantly charged sexually, I had become a nymphomaniac and cum slut for my husband. Friday night, Jack cleaned my pussy and told me not to plan anything for Saturday.

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”, Davine reassured him and he turned back around on his side and went back to sleep. Davine got herself out of bed and jumped straight in the shower so that she could give a good clean to her sweaty pussy. Davine got herself ready like every morning before going to work, through a quick cup of coffee down and neck and headed straight to work. She was a bit anxious about what was going to happen but was fairly confident that Vinny could not keep threatening her with his unreliable accusations. When she arrived in her office she got herself ready, found out from her boss the sort of jobs that he wanted her to do for today and started working like a good employee that she is. One of the first thing she has to do in her every day job is to check the answer phone messages and her E-mails so that she can see if nothing important needs to be passed on to her boss. She pressed on the answer phone messages diary and saw that there were three messages, she listened to the first two, they were messages without too much importance.

After a while Maria paused and Ronja took a deep breath to recover her air. “Time is running up, we have class soon,” Maria said and directed Ronja to stop licking her sex. “A shame, but maybe you can discipline our little girl more later? “Most certainly,” Maria responded. Mikaela pulled the strap on dildo out and Ronja suddenly could sit up even though her hands was still locked by the handcuffs. “I leave you to get the nipple clamps off, be careful.” Mikaela said. “Do you need to use the shower? “I don’t think we have the time, could we borrow some towels? ” Maria said. Mikaela pulled a drawer by the window open and gave them two towels. Mikaela left and Maria fumbled with the keys. Numbly Ronja let her take the handcuffs off her, her body hurt too much for her to her to really react. With the handcuffs off she tried to say the word no, but it was still impossible.

Mina loved to be on top, but the lack of reciprocation on his part left a little to be desired. Then she felt him thicken in his impending release, and she couldn’t wait to finish feasting upon him. She would drink him up through his cock like drinking through a straw. The problem is, she would have to keep herself from draining the vessel entirely. When she fed, there was nothing left but dust afterward. Plus, to maintain her secrecy, she would have to leave just enough of him, so when his body failed, there was still a body. This was not an easy task, but Mina had found that the rewards of success far outweighed the work. Then he said words that spelled doom to the whole situation. In his dreams, while Jessica rode him wildly and screamed in enjoyment. That was until he reached up with tears in his eyes and grasped her face He pulled her in close and told her he loved her as he released himself. Mina almost cried out in joy and began feasting on the dying boy trapped underneath her. Until the feeling of love hit her.

His hypocrisy was what led to my sexual awakening. Two weeks ago, I was working on the garden outside our church, Thousand Oaks Methodist, when I discovered Daddy fucking Donna Paxtor, married to Deacon Bill, over his desk. Watching my father, who had always preached against sexual immorality, made me realize the adults had lied to me. That sex was amazing not something to be avoided. I masturbated watching them and had my first orgasm. So I set about seducing my father. Last Sunday, Daddy fucked me in the dark baptismal changing room at our church, popping my cherry. I had hoped to set it up so Daddy didn’t know it was his own daughter he was fucking, but he figured it out. And he didn’t care. He was such a hypocrite, he hungered for incestuous congress. A sexy, hunky, wonderful hypocrite. I came so hard. All last week, we had been fucking in the house or at the church.

Carl was the first to crumble under the sexual pressure. “Oh God, you gotta stop,” he said the reluctance plainly evident in his voice. He grasped Sarah’s shoulders and pushed her away, his cock separating from her mouth with a wet popping sound. Not fully understanding Carl’s predicament, Sarah captured his cock with her hand and moved to take him back into her mouth. “No, you gotta stop, or I’ll cum. We have to switch before it’s too late.” He scuttled away from Sarah and moving to the other end of the bed, pushed Mike away from her pussy. “Let me taste some of that before you use it all up,” he said, positioning his mouth over her sex. Mike moved quickly to place his cock between Sarah’s lips. “Oh God,” he moaned as he felt her draw him fully into her mouth. Sarah grasped his cock with her hand and began to move her head in a slow, steady up and down motion.