I hadn’t heard from him in quite some time, so when he called asking me to come over while baby girl was at school, I was there! Instead of inviting me inside, he invited me to relax on his front porch, telling me that it was lovely weather for us to catch up. He brought out a couple of glasses of tea, and a plate of veggies for us to share as we caught up, but I knew he was hot and bothered, just as I was. We both played along for a bit, though, before I couldn’t take it anymore. I saw the smirk when I finally gave in, he had been waiting for me to make the first move. I dropped to my knees, right there on his front porch, and I started giving him the best blow job I could manage. His cock down my throat, his balls in my hands, fingers working at his ass-hole. After several minutes of that, when his ball sack was full and hard, and his cock was stiff as fuck, he pushed me off of him and down onto the floor. I thought he’d fuck me then, but he grabbed something from behind him. When he pulled it out and showed it to me, I saw a nice, large cucumber, and I knew what was coming. He knelt over me, sucked one nipple into his mouth from above my blouse, and worked that cucumber over my clit and along my slit under my skirt. He shoved that cucumber up into me, and started working it in and out, driving me wild with it. When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, and was going to explode, he pulled that out and put his dick inside me in its place. That fullness did it; I came hard, all around him, as he started thrusting in and out of my throbbing pussy hard. We both came not long after that, and just lay there together for a bit. I sure did miss him!
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Dirty phone sex with Carmel
I’m Carmel, a sexy ebony stripper with a thirst for thick, milky cum. I love shaking my ass for money. Guys(and a few females) come from all over the city to see my ass clap. I’m an underground star in my town. I love hitting the stage and all eyes are on me. And when my dance is over, I look into the crowd for a lucky person to take to the champagne room. After dancing my ass off I’m thirsty(not for water) for thick,white cum. I’m a cum slut, and everyone in the club knows it. “Who’s coming with me to the champagne room?”, I asked the crowd. At least 30 hands shoot up the air. Far in back of the club, I see one of my favorites, Cory. I choose Cory because he could fill a bucket with jizz, and I need a lot to be truly satisfied. I walk over to him and grab him by the hand. “Shoulda known, she always chooses him”,someone hisses. I lead Cory to the champagne room, looking back at his crotch I can see he’s hard for me and ready to play. I sit him down on the sofa and get right to business. I unzip his pants and pull his huge, thick cock out and wrap my full lips around it. He taste so good, damn I made the right choice. I wrap my hands around his shaft, stroking him into my mouth. He places his hands on the sofa, lifting himself up and thrusting into my mouth. I begin to suck and lick like a mad woman. I want him inside my belly, I’m hungry for his cum. He starts to lose his rhythm, and I can tell his about to cum. He sits back on the sofa, putting his hand behind my head and now his touching the back of my throat with his hard dick. He explodes, his cum shooting into my mouth like a squirt gun. I drink up every drop. Cory never disappoints.
Fisting whore
Can you tell from my pic that I’m a fisting whore and just had the best orgasm ever? I love being fisted; it feels like a whole new sensation every time. First you massage my tits, working my nipples getting me wet. The more aroused I get the harder my nipples are. It feels so good, you make your way down and prop my knees up and part my legs. With one hand you take my clit between your fingers. With the other you slide one then two and slowly finger fuck me for a long time. You slowly make circles on my clit and then there are three fingers inside me. You push into my aching pussy. I love the feeling of being stretched wide open. All four fingers are suddenly inside me, going fast and faster, then slow, my fuckhole loosens enough and your fist slips all the way inside me. Then you really start to pound. I can’t help but scream and cum and cum again and again. I grab my knees and hold my legs wider to take the pounding. I feel like I am going to lose my mind from cumming over and over, one right after the other. I grab your cock and start to jerk you off, as hard as you pound my pussy is how hard I stroke your cock. You start to cum and I take every drop in my mouth and swallow it down. Does the content look on my face give me away?
Blonde Fucking Whores Take Revenge
Dude was a fucking asshole. He accosted us outside of the grocery store, then even followed us home. We managed to make it safely inside, but I found out who he was and where he lived. Baby girl and I took a trip the other night, and we broke in and tied him and his wife up. Baby girl went to their kitchen, and she came back with the mother lode. Carrots, cucumbers, zucchini and yellow squash, a small-ish eggplant, and a nice-sized, straight rolling pin. Baby girl took a few of those over to wifey, and sat down at her tied up feet. She tore wifey’s panties open, and I held his head so that all he could do was watch as his wife proceeded to get fucked and licked by my precious little brat.
From carrots to rolling pin, baby girl fucked that cunt and asshole so good, wifey went from screaming hysterically to screaming out her pleasure in almost no time. Hubsy went from terrified to pissed to so full of lust that he was uncomfortable with it. When baby girl got wifey off the 4th time, I reached down and grabbed hubsy through his pants, and I squeezed nice and tight, making it feel like a really virgin pussy. He rolled his eyes back in his head, but too soon. I squeezed even harder and started berating him for following random women home. Then, I took all the things baby girl had just used on wifey, and I started fucking him in the ass. The carrot he took without more than a complaint or 2 through his gag. The squashes, he complained a bit more, moaning and groaning and glaring daggers at me at first, but he came to accept the pleasure in it. When I put the eggplant in there, I thought for sure he’d come up off the bed, but he didn’t. He struggled a bit, then figured out it would go better for him if he relaxed. He started really getting into it with the eggplant, so I pulled that back out, and I started to shove that rolling pin inside of him. His screams were music to my ears. I bet he won’t follow random women home again.