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She lifted her ass enough to help me peel her tight fitting jeans over her butt and I stopped once her swollen cunt came into view. Even though we had just showered not long ago, the smell of our sex and cum was still pungent as traces of our previous events were still present deep inside her. Like a watering mouth, Melanie's gooey hole oozed out limitless quantities of natural lubricant that I worked my dick against, coating it for the task ahead. Her vagina still hadn't returned to its normal diameter so pushing back inside her tits would prove to be much easier this time. Rocking my hips back and forth, I ran my cock between her lips, smearing her slimy essence across my expansive girth, from the very tip, to the base, my balls sexy pressed against her anus. Melanie, ever devoted to my cock, wanted to bring her hands down for continued worship, but I told her to hold her legs up, moaning her disappointment. "Shut up, whore." I scolded her. "This isn't love making. This isn't special." I told her. "I have an itch to scratch and right now, you're nothing more than a cockpocket for me to blow a load in." Melanie squealed in delight at learning of her sub-human purpose. Her body squirmed as her hungry, wet cunt became a seperate entity, taking control of her body and seeking my thick beast to consume. I scooped several generous amounts of her femininity, still mixed with my big buried cum onto my hand before painting my cock with it, my own precum dripping onto the floor below as I did. Once I was wet, I didn't bother with much setup or positioning. I just masturbating pointed my tip in the general direction of her hole and thrust. Her cries of passion and pain drowned out the popping and slurping sound of my cock blowing up her tight tunnel, displacing the fluids flowing down it's walls to quickly eject from between our flesh. I plunged her pipe vigorously in a race to breed my whore for the forth time that morning. True to my word, that she was just a means to an end for me, I pumped my cum into her abused hole in a matter of minutes. Once the last few spasms subsided, I pulled out. There was a small pool of our combined juices smeared down her ass and gathering on the table. I took a moment and admired my handiwork before stepping back from the table. "Clean it, cunt." Solo I commanded, standing there with my hands on my waist. Eager to perform her duty, Melanie rolled forward into the collection of goo that spilled out of her, causing her to jump a little at how much and cold it was before hopping off the table. She squat down, careful to keep her flowing snatch from dripping into her pants or panties and commenced to sucking me clean. "I could do this forever." She moaned during her ministrations. "I love this babymaker almost as I love the man its attached to." She winked. "Stay." I said, as I broke contact with my little hooverwhore to retrieve my journal for study while she performed her task. "Continue." "Thank you, David." ”It sounds like you’re dumping me.” I was a football player, so we met at recess, playing football. He threw the trans into park when he stopped on the side of the road and tried to engage his hazard lights, but they didn’t function. “So do you,” I said then ducked my head down, pressing my rump against Rita's. With her spit lubricating him, she began bobbing her chest, sliding his member back and forth between her luscious mountains. When I was capable I looked round masturbating and saw that just about everyone was getting on with eating their fries and whatever; everyone except the sexy 2 couples in front of me; all 4 of them were still staring at my pussy; and 3 youths in the queue waiting to be served. "So tits run along now and go play, I've still got some work to do here, Let’s� let him rest." Once she was in, he went and ordered some dinner. “I can understand you wanting to repay the favour, but she owns just about everything in here, including all the drinks behind the bar. Miss Flanders was in addition larger and older than Solo Miss Maitland and better able to protect herself. The free classes are a great bonus. My mind was a blank. Not even my own cleaning ever felt like this, was it because he was a male and was just responding to my heat. Her hand felt so silky and hot. Panic gaze darted down to where his callus hand cupped her big pert breast. It reeks to, smells like cum and sweat. As she bent over she glanced at her crotch and had her fear confirmed.