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Immovable

(Maeve asked) ‘You said you like it sloppy right?’

(I excitedly replied) ‘Uh huh.. ‘

With my arms tied far away from me, and ankles spread so wide apart it hurt my glut, I was fixated on her (head’s) descend into my nether region, warming me boner-deep as her lips formed a seal around my manhood. In an almost-doggystyle-like position, every visible part of her body was a delight to watch, as she tirelessly bobbed her head up and down, in front of my convulsing belly.

After a few intense, never ending minutes of me trembling uncontrollably to her merciless, and even less forgiving blowjob, I was finally given some time to recompose myself, while she headed towards the bathroom that was somewhere behind me.

No more than a minute later, I heard the door opened and unfamiliar voices coming from the hallway. It didn’t take much longer for my suspicion/ curiosity/ fear, to be answered when I saw a distant, yet known, feminine figure appear in front of me.

Nothing was said but after they got over the giggling part, she stepped off the mezzanine staircase and stood beside one of my immobilised arms. Brazenly reaching under my pits, she put a hand around my cock and began playing with it, doing so in a more ‘explorative’ way than a sexual one.

As crazy as this whole ‘staycation’ had gone out of my expectations, what really left me flabbergasted was the ensuing sight, of four, naked-waist-down men coming up to where I was restrained. Once again, Maeve went onto her knees and resumed sucking me off, while one of the guys positioned himself behind her.

(Maeve let off an exasperated moaned) ‘Haaaahhh.. MMMM.. ‘

No matter how ‘satisfied’ she sounded, I felt an ache instead. All I could do was helplessly watch her get fucked while she was still pleasuring me, though there increasingly more (open-mouth) gasps to keep me distracted.

At some point, her friend made herself comfortable behind me, and initiated a handjob. I couldn’t believe how we were both moaning so endearingly, lusting desperately for each other while our bodies were clearly more stimulated by the outsiders’ help.

(Man 1 groaned) ‘I’m about to.. cum.. where should I.. UGHH!’

Maeve, with a spiteful look in her eyes jerked her hips backwards, sending her delicate pussy down his shaft as he gathered his footing, and remaining strength. Pounding her too forcefully for my liking, Maeve actually managed to slip me into her mouth a few times before the loud grunt sent shivers down her spine, diverting her attention to her pussy that was nearing climax as well.

At his last few ‘spurts’, my little girl gave me her guilty, regretful look, right before her arms gave way to a mind-blowing orgasm. To that, the hand stroking me moved even faster, re-energising my mood as the second guy parked his meat in her.

It wasn’t until the hand pumping my engorged cock became more gentle, did I realised what have she been up to. According to her, I grew bigger when the first guy came, and got even harder when the second guy began his tryst.

Friend then ducked under my arm, and skilfully maneuvered herself in between my legs. Her skirt and panties quickly came off and the next thing I know, her feet were by my butt, and pussy swiftly lowering itself over my cock. When I could finally lock gaze with Maeve again, my desire to see some form of ‘disblief’ was crushed.

A sly, cheeky smile only confirmed my doom, as we were both fucked at the same time. While her friend took her sweet time to ride and gyrate my senses to smithereens, Maeve was taking it fast and furious. Within minutes, the second guy came and went, leaving her for the third, and final load to be deposited.

I couldn’t believe my eyes when he rammed her even harder then the second guy, unleashing depths and speed that knocked the wind out of Maeve every two or three strokes. Seeing her sway left and right relative to her state of consciousness, I was caught between sympathy and anger.

(Man 3) ‘Cumming.. now.. ‘

Like a rocket blasting off the face of Earth, he kept a poker face as Maeve groaned for her life. Right after he was done, he backed away from her and let her hips fell onto the steps, where a narrow gap provided all the visuals I needed to see thick blobs of translucent fluid leaking out of her.

Once Maeve no longer required my attention, my senses rapidly returned to the gorgeous girl riding me. In less than two minutes, I was writhing and cringing and begging for her to get off me, while chanting my final warning over and over again.

‘Please.. get off me.. ‘

‘Ohhhh.. yeahhhh.. ‘

As pitiful as my last words sounded, it was spoken at the same time I erupted my liquid gold into her. Unlike how those guys probably felt, it was immensely calm, relaxing, and even liberating – for me.

Once her mission was over, she lifted herself up just high enough to ‘release’ my load over my shrinking dong, drenching it like how a snowcap looked. Maeve wasted no time in licking them up, and sucking on my deflated manhood before her friend even got out of the way.

A minute or so later, our room was once again quiet, smelling just of sex and nothing else. The rest of our evening was filled with cuddles, kisses, massages, and a hearty room-service meal. That half-hour we took to finish our dinner, was about how long the Viagra needed to take effect.

Somehow, night never came as we took turns ravishing each other, leaving no foreskin unturned, no cum remained, no genitals un-sore, and no one unspent. With each of her three pairs of panties getting soaked just seconds after she put them on, there were none left for our short trip to the breakfast-buffet line.

I hope she enjoyed the huge servings of man-cream all of us took so much effort to serve it deep inside her, minus the little snack she got out of me right before we left our room.

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Cumming Home

(In my morning voice) ‘Oh hey.. You’re home..’

(Elsie answered) ‘Yupp. For some time already.’

(I asked) ‘Where’s Maeve?’

‘Outside, probably making breakfast? I don’t know.’

Pulling the blindfolds back over my eyes, I knew it was time to wake up, but there was no rush to since it was only 8am.

(She asked) ‘Are you going back to sleep?’

‘Uh-huh.. ‘

(She hinted) ‘Haha. So tired huh. You must have done all the work last night when I wasn’t around.’

As tempting as it was to engage her subtle innuendo, I was really more concerned about her privacy, which she was most certainly entitled to in her own room (shared with her sister whom I was dating).

With the blindfold and blanket still over me, I was about to roll upright and get up/ out ‘nonchalantly’ when she spoke again, sounding louder in close proximity.

(She instructed) ‘Keep that whatever thing over your eyes until I say you can remove it. OK?’

‘Yeah ok.’

There, she came up with an easier, more convenient solution which I would never have suggested, though I would like to think of it as a proof of her trust towards me, or even, an actual, on-going test of my trustworthiness.

For the next minute, we just chatted normally about the bar I worked at, while the distinct ruffling of clothes was heard on and off. In about two minutes’ time, all I could hear was our voices, nothing else.

‘Are you done changing?’

‘Nope. Not yet.’

Sure. Perhaps she liked to be naked for a few minutes. And so, I ended the conversation as the iconic tiak tiak tiak sounds were heard on her phone, signalling her ‘busyness’.

One or two minutes after that, I felt the mattress sank, followed by a hand sliding up my leg under the blanket.

(I whispered) ‘Elsie?’

(She whispered) ‘Shhh.. ‘

By then, she has found her way into my boxers and began to fondle it, doing so in such an inexperienced manner that my junk couldn’t help but enjoy her naivety.

Soon, the blanket hiding my lower-half was pulled away, unveiling the shameless interest towards my own girlfriend’s sister.

What happened next was the execution of a standard, untrained handjob where she just held my manhood in an unyielding, firm grip, and jerked that ‘fist’ up and down.

Upon sensing how much stiffer I was getting, she began to taunt me, albeit in a self-entitled, arrogant tone. Apart from berating me about that sort of ‘attention’ I was secretly hiding from everybody, it was also her sign that her sister wasn’t as ‘good’ as she was, though she didn’t have as many partners.

Honestly, under the sort of death grip she had on my weiner, I was ‘naturally’ going to get harder, and even bigger, since she was literally suffocating it. As much as I half-enjoyed the handjob while she sang praises about how much she could please me with minimal skills, what really angered me was the demeaning words she used on her sister, her own family.

‘You can remove the towel now. I want you to look at this.’

I did exactly just that and saw her sitting about a foot from me, wearing an oversized Jersey and legs spread far enough for me to spot that smooth, hairless, tight slit.

‘I bet my sister’s vagina is all loose and ugly from fucking so many guys. Don’t you wish you had this instead?’

After that, it was all self-admiration where she spread those pinkish folds of skin, appearing damp for some reason. Fearing nothing, she slipped her middle finger into her pussy and pulled it out to show me how wet she could get.

The one thing I could never forget, was her humbling look when our gaze momentarily crossed path while looking at the sticky, juicy strands joining her thumb and middle fingertips. Yes, she could be as good as she has claimed herself to be, but I, was somehow contributing to the wetness that has formed within her.

(She uttered) ‘I think it’s time for you to get up.’

(I replied cheekily) ‘You’re right.’

She promptly left the bedroom for me to get dressed and I gladly made the bed too, all the while gloating at how she accidentally ‘owned’ herself.

Seeing her approach from the kitchen (where the common bathroom is), I graciously opened the door wider for her to enter before I exited. But instead, she shut the door behind her and flashed me a disapproving, critical look.

No more words were said when she abruptly bent over her sister’s bed, using one hand to support her upper body while pushing against the (shut) wooden door with her other.

*In short, she left the bedroom to check on her sister to see how much time she had with ‘me’.*

(She instructed in a soft tone) ‘Fuck me.’

On one hand, I was more than happy to teach her a lesson, but on the other, not too willing to do it at the expense of my own loved one. It took her some persuasion, a few more apologies, and one incriminating, difficult confession, for me to grant her her wish.

My boxers went down immediately and I stuffed my cock between her buns, for a slippery, wet welcome into her pussy. I was selfishly in my own world until the ‘penetration’ part seemed to be hurting her, did I actually stopped to ask.

(I asked concernly) ‘Umm. Have you ever.. Had sex?’

‘Not sexually? I mean, not with a dick. Just fingers, and toys?’

‘And you want me to take your virginity(?)’

Right then, she let go of the hand holding herself up and collapsed into the bed, sticking that same, freed hand down her crotch to pry those lower-lips open.

I understood her cue and resumed the process, thrusting more and more of my cock into her with each pressing second. In under a quarter of a minute, I was buried deep in her impossibly tight cunt, and actually hyperventilating from the sheer pressure (on my cock).

That said, I couldn’t believe my eyes and ears and dick when her hands went crazy grabbing at air, while her vagina was throbbing so fiercely. But once I started ramming my pipe into her disoriented pie hole, her ‘resistance’ immediately gave way to a mix of calm, euphoric, and begrudging tremors through her body.

My swift, slick thrusts gradually picked up pace for the harder, deeper strokes, officially sending her down the spiral of a recharge-discharge cycle of her sexual adrenaline.

At some point, I turned my attention back to myself and took full advantage of her convulsing vaginal walls, gapping as if her life depended on it.

After a few long minutes combining a series of rapid-shallow/ sudden-deep pumps of my cock far into her nether region, I was about to cum, though much later than she was already limp and smoothered.

Before a worse mistake was made, I pulled out, put my boxers back and helped Elsie back into her bed before leaving the room. Citing an ‘urgent’ need for the toilet, my bottoms disappeared magically almost as soon as I stepped into the bathroom, wasting no time in shagging my lover until she was filled, up to the brim, with my all-organic, liquid love.

A week later, Elsie began texting me, though she was mostly inviting me to ‘hang out’ with her (alone with her sister’s permission), or with the both of them. What she didn’t count on, was her blackmail attempt using footage she had secretly recorded that fateful morning.

In a virtual conversation, she showed me that said footage in the one way she was so used to – through a (video) message. Even without seeing her in person, I could tell how much she regretted doing that.

Although we both had the same evidence that could implicate each other, the leverage, and real-life cost, was vastly different. As far as I know, she never gave up enough to submit to my implied control over her, neither did I do anything with ‘our’ video.

That said, she wasn’t the same, demeaning person as everyone knew her to be, and thus unwittingly, becoming somewhat more likeable.

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Unforgivable

‘Hey dad.. ‘

I wasn’t sure if I had completely missed what she said after that as the next thing I felt was some movements over my crotch, which genuinely jolted me awake in case my ‘faithfulness’ was challenged. Instead, all I saw was just my precious little girl all curled up (on the couch) next to me, with her head resting in my lap.

Without thinking too much of her, I let the drowsiness of the whiskey I had earlier – consume me again, putting me right back to sleep. Subconsciously, I knew my body was fidgeting a little, mostly in response to her hand she placed under her head (and atop my groin area) as she snoozed away.

Over time, the ‘bump’ in my boxers grew too big to be ignored, and definitely very inappropriate seeing how it was literally in her face.

‘Little monkey? Wake up.. ‘

‘What’s wrong daddy?’

‘I think you should.. Haa.. Sleeeep in your bed now.. ‘

It got harder than before to maintain a straight face, as she had formed a ‘fist’ around my bulge, almost clutched in her hand as she sobered up. Instead of moving herself away, she just playfully buried her head into my groin, making the whole situation even worse.

My thoughts to ‘keep things proper’ apparently came too late as before I could execute my first evasive maneuver, she had stuck a hand up the wide (thigh) opening of my boxers and held ‘me’ in place, squeezing and relaxing her fist to wear me down.

Of course, that wasn’t going to work and I had barely held onto her arms when she yanked my waistband down, and took my cock into her mouth – in one, swift move.

Bombarded by the sheer rush of immorality, I pried her forehead back as hard as I could to no avail, while she circled her tongue around my engorged cock.

‘Dada.. It really wants me..’

A slip of my hand (on her head) caused her face to slam straight into my crotch, jamming my rod further into her mouth. Combine a relenting suction with skilful balls-massage, my mind was throbbing in and out of consciousness.

Still lying on my thigh, she began to slide her head back and forth, replicating the sensation of a pussy as my cock slipped in and out of her warm, loosely-closed lips. In the midst of confusion, she took one of my restless hands and directed it under her shorts – one that was (also) so ‘casual’ that it barely covered her pussy.

It only took her a few seconds of ‘guidance’ before I went automatic, rubbing her clit gently as she savoured my manhood. We so happened to be in such a convenient position that my hand reciprocated exactly how good I was feeling, adjusting its speed and intensity as she covered varying depths on my cock.

About a few minutes later, she shut her legs hard together and it kind of snapped me out of it, though we didn’t make any sudden movements that would otherwise hurt each other.

So it seemed, that she had climaxed from my fingers, and there was precisely no better time for us to distance ourselves from the fuck that just happened. In an instant, she dashed into her room and I was left alone, on the warm couch, to regret what I had let happened.

Wishing that the alcohol could once again lure me to sleep, I rested my heavier-than-ever head onto the sofa (headrest), as my mind was kept awake by the guilt, despair, disappointment, and shame that I had brought upon myself.

(Soft whisper) ‘daddy?’

Not too keen on seeing her again that night, I remembered taking a deep breath as I opened my eyes again, to see her in just the t-shirt she wore earlier, too short to cover anywhere below her waist.

‘What are you doing?’

Staying silent, she literally climbed onto the couch, stood over my legs, caught my hands in hers, placed them behind my head, and lowered her groin to where my belly was.

‘Monkey, I think we have gone too far with.. With theee.. Ahhh..’

By then, the tip of my cock has found her vaginal opening, and even poked a little into her. The both of us were half-grunting and half-hissing as more of me pierced into her, until she was snuggled in my lap, tucked in my chest.

We just held each other for what felt like a long time in that pose, not making any ‘unwanted’ sexual movements until I sensed a little ‘squeeze’ on my shaft.

Looking deep into her eyes, I saw that naughty grin again, and swiftly shut my eyes harder together. I stood up with her in my arms and carried her into her room, before placing her down carefully in her bed.

Of course, it couldn’t be helped that I laid my body a little too hard onto hers, pushing my cock deeper that it already was.

(She whispered) ‘are you going to leave me? daddy?’

To answer that, I raised myself off her by straightening my arms, doing sort of a push-up. Gazing straight into her eyes, I made sure she caught the slow, fateful closing my eyelids as my hips shifted backwards, and then forward into her pussy.

A shy, gratifying purr was then heard, and continually emitted as I pounded the little girl, splitting her delicate walls repeatedly apart at her absolute expense. More juices began to run along my shaft as I maintained a steady tempo, a self-taught habit formed by making love to a woman not too unfamiliar to her.

Her body, then began to tremble harder and harder, until a point where she asked if she could come, as if like I would say otherwise. When ‘allowed’, she requested me to go faster, to which I logically refused, since there was no apparent reason for me to.

(She pleaded) ‘Please.. Please daddy.. Let me ca.. Come alreadyyyy.. ‘

That selfish request was promptly managed by my sudden extraction, instantly voiding her of the tool that drove her over the edge. As free as she was to use her hand, she just stuck her hands out in a fruitful attempt to ‘catch’ my cock, and refill that empty orifice again.

Paying more attention to me now, I placed one of her hands onto her clit and resumed thrusting, watching each other’s face closer than ever for the ‘moment’ to cum.

A little more than three minutes later, I gradually lost control of my rhythm and facial expression, signalling my readiness to climax with her increasingly-vigorous rubbing.

(I groaned) ‘CUMMING! NOW!’

Like a two-stage bomb, I first felt the abrupt implosion, before the ensuing eruption relieved all of the pressure built inside me. Her vaginal walls, were shaken up as well, by the way of tightening and loosening itself around my cock. And in some ways, triggering a few more squirts out of me.

After that exasperating finish, we returned to the koala-hugging moment, while experiencing the subtle vibes our genitals were giving off. About fifteen minutes later, she cautiously dismounted me and remained next to me, knees up in a missionary-like angle.

In front of my very eyes, she ‘tucked’ as much cum as she could back into her pussy, while massaging her clit with her other hand to ‘relax’ her vagina – so they (my cum) would stay nicely inside.

(She whispered playfully) ‘I wouldn’t want to leave any evidence.. Or else we can’t do it again.’

The next morning, I was awakened by a hand stroking my morning wood, followed by the hazy vision my fluttering eyes sighted as I was rode cowgirl-style. But believe it or not, it took me another soul-sucking, balls-emptying, ejaculate to truly accept the unforgivable act, which by then has became ‘acts’.

Reality is indeed, harsh.

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Cock-drained

(I asked) ‘Hey, where exactly are you bringing me to?’

Suddenly, she turned around towards me and pushed me up against a wall, then swiftly planting her lips onto mine. Despite how ‘public’ were staircases, I didn’t feel too strongly about making out in one. As we kissed harder and wetter, her hands dived under my shirt and went straight for my shorts, undoing them quite skilfully even though she couldn’t look down.

Once the zippers were freed, she yanked them down far enough to expose my pair of seamless, bamboo fibre undies, which didn’t stay on for long as she tugged it downwards. As my cock popped into view, it spent far less time out in the air than inside her mouth, tongue immediately swirling and prodding it to life.

‘hey hey! right here?! you’re not into thaaahhh.. ‘

Her lips then made a straight dive for the base of my shaft, sending my sensitive tip poking right down her throat. That few seconds she held that pose, allowed my cock to warm up to her oesophagus. While my dick grew harder, my mind just faded further, from the contradictory, vulnerable situation we were in.

My resistance were easily overpowered by rhythmic, sloppy strokes of her lips, though the hand that went under my balls, were really the killer. Weak, disillusioned, and horny, my eyes were literally closed as she sucked my soul out one thrust at a time.

‘Mmmm~ Deli!’

Suddenly, she popped back into view and raised one of her knees to me, cuing me to grab it for any reason she did that for. Slowly, she straightened that leg, perched it onto my shoulder, and used her free hand (she was holding me with the other hand for balance) to spread those pinkish, moist lips apart.

Being no idiot, I guided my cock straight into her pussy and let her do a little bounce, as though she was warming up for dance. If any of you have lost your perspective, she was basically doing a split eagle against the wall, with me under her leg/ thigh/ calf, and my weiner poking into her vagina.

After a few ‘bounce’, she placed my hands on her stretched-thigh and gave me permission to ‘pull’, so I had control over the pace. In that out-of-the-world angle, she felt a little looser than usual, but still wet, and stimulating as ever.

That A-line, skater skirt she wore really helped as they remained helpfully out of our way, giving me full, visual access to the erotic sight of our love-making. Half-thrusting, half-pulling-her-pussy-in, we managed to keep kissing as our orgasms built up.

About five minutes later, burdened by the worries of getting caught, and the crazy position we could be seen in, I was reaching my limit before her.

‘Baby.. I.. I’m gonna.. ‘

‘Cum? Me.. me too.. ‘

By then, she had already placed her fingers over her clit, rubbing them gently as we locked our eyes together while in a kiss. Without warning, her vagina squeezed onto my cock and I actually plunged hard into that, pushing me over the edge in one single thrust.

Reading my penile muscles perfectly, she pushed herself off as I launched my first squirt, narrowly hitting her inner thigh while she dropped right down into a squat to catch my subsequent shots. The rest of it went smoothly into her moaning mouth as she continued to rub one off for herself, thereafter making full use of that ‘recovery time’ to vacuum every last drop out of me.

By the time we were done, I was wobbling on my feet, and would possibly never making it that far down to our place where someone else was already there.

(She asked) ‘Guess who?’

‘Some of my friends?’

‘NEHHH Just one of my friends!’

Turns out, it was her best friend, who just confessed that she has always wanted to fuck me since I was introduced to her – and she did just that as their birthday present for me. No wonder, I was emptied before being ’emptied’, though no one was disappointed when we witnessed that surprisingly large load for the first-second round.

That night, I would say that I was fucked unconscious, and then the next morning, made too self-conscious by their countless attempts to flash/ jerk/ suck/ fuck me wherever (out in the public) and whenever there was a chance to.

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Fucking May

‘Hi May.’

‘HIIEEEEE!’

Before Jiaqi could say anything, May pulled me away from her and led me into the bed, wasting no time in stripping my pants off. As soon as my underwear was gone, one of her hands dived straight for my cock, while she touched herself with the other hand.

With that kind of teasing and her affectionate soft, wet kisses, I became unsurprisingly hard in no time. Although it wasn’t the first time I ‘met’ May, it still felt weird, for her to be sitting no more than a few metres away, and possibly watching us get so intensely intimate with each other.

(May whispered) ‘I’m going down now.. ‘

And just like that, I was groaning and squirming uncontrollably to every flick of her tongue, strokes from her lips, and that deadly ‘vacuum’ that awakened all the veins on my loin. Being hardest than ever, it was only logical for us to proceed, with ‘missionary’, as our first position.

Towering over her tattooed chest, she guided me easily into her aptly-lubricated pussy, though it really felt too wet. Off my hips went, twerking back and forth to plunge that thick, fat cock into her pussy that still couldn’t make up its mind if she should be relaxed, or tightened to trigger an orgasm fast.

For me, it was just routine work, thrusting, grinding, as fast or slow as I liked. After a few minutes, she placed a hand on her clit and began rubbing as she moaned louder, for me to keep going deeper and harder.

Given how much I had endured for the past few minutes, it was protocol for me to announce my own uneasiness, to which she responded by using her feet to stop me from moving any more – as she climaxed.

(Jiaqi sighing) ‘Ehhh.. don’t cheat leh.. ‘

‘Hehe. Shit. You caught me. Let me enjoy a bit more la!’

(I asked) ‘Doggy?’

‘Oh yes please!’

Like an excited puppy, she flipped around and let me reinsert my cock into her, before I unleashed a new lap of stamina upon her. Piercing deeper than ever into her, May’s voice went hoarse while her hands cramped up into a fist, clutching the sheets tightly as I pounded her senseless.

(I moaned) ‘CUMMING CUMMING!’

(She moaned) ‘OH FUCK YES! FILL ME UP WITH IT! Let me have all of.. of.. AHHHH!’

Right at that moment, she came as well and we just froze in place, letting our genitals did the rest of the work. Despite how ‘distant’ our friendship was, it still felt overwhelming, somewhat like the loving kind.

Slowly, we separated and we helped each other clean up, unknowing that Jiaqi had already gone to the toilet then. May then used the waiting time to lick me clean, until Jiaqi finally came out, with her panties in hand.

‘Ready?’

(I answered) ‘Umm.. give me a minute?’

I dashed into the toilet to give myself a quick rinse while the girls spoke inaudibly outside. As quickly as we arrived, we left her place for home.

Once we reached the carpark under our flat, Jiaqi summoned me to the back and the diligent me knew exactly what was up. Immediately, my pants came off and I gave her exactly what she deserved – all of me. From 69, we turned our wobbly bodies around and went into missionary, where I took my sweet, sweet, time to drive that fiesty, dominant little girl crazy, though she was too jelly to be fierce.

That said, it was still her call for me to get under, so she could ride my brains out. In a snap, the tables turned and I became the ‘little girl’ wailing as she fucked me mindless, slamming her hot ass repeatedly down my shaft.

At one point, I tried to jerk upwards and that single stroke broke her, so much so that she just collapsed atop me while her body went into a small fit, trembling and shaking with no end in sight.

Her pussy too, was just gapping over my confused cock, doing the opposite of turning me on. In the blink of an eye, everything came to a standstill, whole car becoming motionless except for the sounds of our breaths.

(She murmured) ‘you fuck.. ‘

‘Got it!’

I wriggled out from under her and went behind her back, raised her into doggystyle and re-plugged my cock into her pussy. Going against her feeble groans, I released my limiter and fucked her as hard, as wild, as deep as I could, pumping my hips on and on until I came seamlessly, without warning, into her.

That helpless, dishevelled girl then turned into this gorgeous, vulnerable mermaid that I just had to take a photo off, though it was done with her phone.

After resting for a bit, we headed upstairs back to our home, where I just laid her to sleep while I changed her out of her smelly clothes.

May, was just one of her friends whom I entertain, purely for money that we will ever need more of.