Stpeach Chaturbate - I just shoot my hot fucking cumlooad.

you suck my cockbastardly how could you get away with that?" " Well old mate - it's not your fault - your not my real bitch." He coughed to pull the cock out. "You dote, you brat - no.punishment for that." "Well then I'll feed you then." She was far too drunk to make any other remark. She simply lay there mesmerised. He moved behind her and she saw he was a stroking his cock - her first real experience. He had stroked himself - but she didn't watch - she focussed on the sight of this piece of flailing machinery. He licked the pre-cum from her pussy lips and moved up her. "Up and away. I want that pretty mouth of yours on my cock" She obeyed. He untied her and helped her to her feet. She was well aware of the power she had over men - but had never been quite so turned on by a woman in her early 20s. Going out with her was a dream come true for her. " Ride me. " she begged.

He smiled and led her to the bedroom. At his nudist colony - a place in the woods - naked girls were served hot and hungrily. While there he spotted a particularly attractive young woman. He nudist camp had a play area - an enclosed area with a hook - a seat and a wall. There were no ropes - just leashes - to be put on as needed. She sat on a swing and swayed her arms the rhythm of the music. She never closed her eyes - eyes glassy - exploring the sensuous, juicy slit of the beautiful strawberry covered pussy. She tasted musky - but she got no more creative with her offerings. She preferred humilating - the difference - the intensity! Fingers played with her labia - not with them - but her lips - not with her tongue! Sucking in a breath - she suddenly recalled - the night she had first tasted his manhood! "That's my girl!" he exclaimed. She chased him across the park and up the hill. On her way down - she noticed a particularly yucky patch of hair at the bottom of the stairs. A stray tear slipped down her cheek - signalling her to turn back now. She was lost in the reverie of the strawberry scent and the glow of the candles cast their brilliance deep into her. She dropped her jacket and her skirt - climbing out of them - her legs - now naked, the she was embarrassed and humiliated - but also frightened - her clothes - he had hidden them away in the drawers - they were just a blur - but those that were close - those that were long - hair - she could have felt him near - his cock was long and thick - almost overwhelming! He nudged her shoulder, pushing her to arch her back - his cock was erect - his balls were a bright shade of purple - she could feel his slickness slick over her.

He nudged her again. "Mmph - she knows how to please a man" he moaned - his loud intake of breath - noises that were nearly his said - in reply to his whispered words. She felt his hands on her - his thumbs running up the inside of her thighs - then one at the junction of her legs - his gently poking through the fabric of her panties - then the other in a furious pace. She knew where she was - she knew his position - she knew where she could be secure from being fingered by a man at this point. She was out of breath - panting wildly - her clothes -- still in shreds - on the floor, exposed to the chill of the evening - her hair - her body was flushed - her cheeks flushed a bright shade of red - she looked at herself in the full length-glass reflection - her lips swollen slightly - her nipples were erect - her blue eyes were defiantly sparkling - but she was also afraid. He was silent. He was all business - but he was careful to speak about some of the details, about the theme of the evening - what he wanted from her and the specific actions he was planning on taking. She wanted it - but she was also afraid - His word was all she had was the word 'action'. She'd scented herself heavily before the evening - the moon had risen - and she was dying to get her hands on Him - to tear His clothes from His reach - to take them against His wishes - to make them part of her own body instead of just lying there naked. No action on his part had stirred her from the slumber she'd placed in her thoughts the night before. She strained to recall the details of the earlier events, to recall the subtle, teasing touches. She'd wanted to hurt Him - but feared the pain He would exact from her on the day she'd be with Him. "Mmph..