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She was competitive even in her defeated state, her tongue dancing in a slithering contest, her mouth devouring still. I kneaded her anal flesh against my cock, rubbing back and forth along her division. Her pussy clamped down on me, her netherlips sucking me in, her moist grip pumping with my cock. She screamed in my mouth and her legs splayed out wide, her glutes squeezing my molesting hand, but her loins opening up, allowing me the last few inches of depth. I hit her bottom, punching her final sphincter with each ferocious thrust. Her tongue went limp in my mouth. Her violet eyes rolled back. Her face flushed with color, and she droned stupidly from her parted lips, strings of my saliva leaving them. “Oh my god.” She gasped, seeming to look right through me. All tension within her melted, her limbs succumbing to the lassitude of ecstasy, her resistances opening all the way to the bottom. Every thrust I delivered shot a mindless squeak from her lips, and they became louder and higher, more joyous, more desperate. She undulated against me like a dancer, her belly rolling in sinuous teens grace, her hips rocking, stirring her taut womanhood around me, stretching her already ruined channel. I could feel her pulse accelerating from the inside, accompanying her panting breaths, her high notes of euphoria coming louder and louder, and mine were joining! The roil in my balls had become a boil, then a churning that built through my taint and clogged in my cock, the pressure mounting, the pleasure growing, growing, compelling me to thrust into her like animal, rolling atop her, holding her down by her throat, smashing into her like I wanted to drive her into the earth. She screamed around her constricting throat, still oscillating in her possessed wave, the end of each motion bringing my cock all the way inside, hitting the entrance to her womb, dilating it. I could barely hold myself upright. The rage of my lust was quelled by the ecstasy, the orgasm that stayed inside me, building past the point where I could contain it any longer, and yet, there was no release! I dropped to my elbow, brought to prostrate atop my woman, this Adrianna, this whore, this goddess. All I could do was thrust and thrust, desecrating her convulsing insides, growling and yelling for mercy as she screamed for it, but we could not give it to each other, trapped in a torture of ecstasy, losing our minds! With the last of my strength I buried myself to the hilt inside her, and exploded. “Fuck!” Adrianna screamed, her alluring teeth gritted, tears cornering her eyes. She thrashed her head back and forth, her body writhing to expel the ecstasy teen surging through her. I was there with her, growling and heaving, my entire essence emptying from my cock and draining into her open womb. She clawed at my back, her spine arching from the ground, her chin tilting so that she could howl mindlessly to the rafters above. Then the feeling diminished, and my thrusts eased, and when the last of my cum had been taken, I rolled off her, my cock slipping out to smack exhaustedly upon my thigh. Adrianna’s breaths decelerated, and became steady pants, her breasts heaving gently with her inflating diaphragm. Certiok knelt beside her, and doggy style with an adoring grin, she guided Adrianna to grasp her knees, then reached beneath her, and tilted her pelvis toward the ceiling to ensure that every bit of me drained into her womb. “Did you enjoy the show?” Adrianna croaked. Her eyes were blue again. “It was magnificent.” Certiok crinkled her nose in a smile, and kissed Adrianna deeply. CERTIOK Only a few months ago, the matriarchs wouldn’t have even known my name. The Protaki were so inconsequential that we might’ve as well have been one of the Maple tribes for all they cared. When the Terdini coopted us, the matriarchs saw me as nothing but the prize whore for Brock’s son. When Brock was named Froktora, their opinion of me was only worsened, for I was still a Protaki whore adorable in their eyes, only I’d suddenly become a threat. They saw me differently now. Jon lifted her off the dildo and then released adorable the rope from the motor and lowered her down onto the ‘T’. But the point is that I spend a lot of time in a G-string. “I think he was just joking around,” she said. He lifted his ass up a little, and grabbing for my cock he guided me into his ass, my head popped in first and then like magic my whole cock disappeared into his ass. "Where have you gone? “I'm sitting naked, as a woman, in a bathtub with you,” I said, not entirely sarcastically. “Henry!” she moaned, bucking back into my thrusts, her spine arching. I've included a plan of where to put them. "You'll feel better after you get cleaned up." And so I did. Sadly the walk to the lift was all too short and Courtney was pressing the call button in no time at all. When we got back to the room, we opened our balcony door so we could get the fresh breeze and hear the waves. teen I sit on the bench and I am alluring direct in front of Katin's pussy. He was now breathing deeply, grunting loudly and thrusting his hip up into her as she drove down on to him. There might even have been the hint of a camel toe. She rolled it onto his stiff cock and moved into position so he could lick her wet pussy. Her perfect, pale ass was still the color of her hair with my handprints, and its center was dotted with a bejeweled plug that sparkled tantalizingly from the good sister’s asshole. She hammered her tight little pussy doggy style onto my cock just like Leonie was doing a second ago and cried out in euphoria. At least I think it was him.” I took it off the collar and opened it to find a text message had arrived. teens “Did John say that you’re his new boss?” Jennifer asks me. Eventually, I selected a handful of stones, coins and a few pieces of jewellery and stuffed them into my pack. “Brad, you are being wonderful for her. You wouldn’t know where it was if I told you.” He grunted. Aurora steps forward put her arms around me and pull me in for a deep passionate kiss. “Hana!” squealed Basira. I’ve always loved being around the man. He’s always so cheerful, the complete opposite of my dad.