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With each wounded breath she managed a convincing moan, her stretched pussy tensing around the bulging cock within as she squeezed her legs around its owner's broad waist; they need not think she truly enjoyed this, only that she had grown to take it without hesitation. She reached beneath the weighty shaft upon which she sucked, curling her fingers around an impossibly engorged sack and squeezing its contents while the other man's balls slapped painfully against her sticky, reddened ass. Deep moaning vibrated the girth of the cock she devoured as she did her best to thrust her hips against the ever swelling member agony within her, her eyes clenching tightly in desperate plea to hold back the tears, and soon that all too familiar bloating heat flooded her womb to forcefully she feared it would rupture, puddling from her entrance to the floor beneath. As the first of the men pulled away, moving on to another girl the second lifted the ebony haired young woman to a seated position; kneeling in front of her, maintaining his place between her lips, he pressed his vile shaft between her breasts and pressed their soft, supple form around its pulsing width. The victimized girl feigned an excited gasp as she began to bob her head with even greater enthusiasm on the wretched cock that now fucked her breasts. She raked the tips of her fingers seductively down the ragged flesh of his bulging thighs as his groans hastened over his panting breath from beneath his mask; a sickening torrent of thick, yellow fluid burst forth from the tip of his meat, nearly choking her as it withdrew, bathing her face and chest in a sticky, fertile display. Holding back her nausea the young woman sensually licked the cum from around her lips and gazed longingly at her rapist, as if she could never have enough. Grunting like a beast the big cock hulking brute composed himself, grasping the girl's chain and lifting her closer to scrape his manhood clean on her flesh; he stared down at her with a long pause as he pondered, then proceeded to take the used woman's chain in either hand and effortlessly break it in two. A single ruined chain link clattered against the hard floor of the chamber as the man turned his attention away, disguised by a mass of fluid soaked hair the girl mustered a satisfied grin. I had one couple that I had picked up at a bar in Gettysburg and I had to drive them to Harrisburg where they lived, which was about 30 miles away. They were already all over themselves kissing and him playing with her tits (yes, the rear view mirror can be used for more than checking out if they're Big Tits are any cops coming up behind you). After they unlocked their lips long enough, we got talking about girls we picked up at bars back in the day (now, I'm not much into the bar scene, I don't even drink; but I couldn't let Mr. Stud with his large breasted wife and tight ass one up me, so I did a little judicious story telling). He was telling me how he met his wife and how they met at a bar and he took her out and fucked her in his Honda Civic. (I can't even imagine the contortions that a six foot tall guy had to get in to be able to fuck this girl in a Honda Civic, so he must have been telling his own judicious story). teen Anyway, his little wifey is just sitting there and making eye contact with me via the mirror, running her tongue over her lips, every time I made eye contact with her. She is staring at me in the mirror and with her left hand, I see her reach over and unzip his pants. With all his story telling about past romantic liaisons and the hot women this guy had bed, I'm expecting a John Holmes size dick to blonde come popping out of this guys pants. Imagine my surprise when out pops this little dick. Now I'm not one to judge a man by his size or lack thereof, but the image this guy was portraying and his really hot looking wife, I was not expecting a 4" cock and he was hard. It took all I had not to bust out laughing. I felt sorry for the Missus, but she seemed content as she winks at me and leans over and begins giving her husband a blow job. I look in the mirror at him and he's all smiles and winks at me. I'm starting to think that maybe I should have vacuumed the van out better because they're appears to be a lot of dust floating around back there for all the blinking and winking going on. Usually, I don't allow any sex to occur when I'm driving, especially when I'm driving 70+ bareback miles an hour down the freeway. But she seemed to be really into it and I noticed the guy had slipped her tits out and was actively fondling them. Well, I don't know about you all, but it is pretty hard to drive when your dick his hardening, but it's hardening off center and I'm trying to straighten the thing out so it doesn't punch a hole in my pocket. She must have seen my predicament, because before I knew it, she was on the floor in front of the guy and her other hand came around the back of my seat and she's rubbing my cock through my pants. I look back at the guy to see if he's noticed his wife's hand absent from her ministrations on his little cock and he winks at me again. (I definitely am going to have to get this van vacuumed). I notice on the GPS that we're only about 2 miles from their destination and this guy blows his load (by evidence of the guy yelling almost in my ear "I'm coming Delores, swallow it all". After a few minutes on the big cock road and we arrive at a nice house. My pussy was getting hot and juicy, and not just from the all the futa-cum leaking out of me. It was exciting watching a girl getting naked, eager to do things with me. Girls breasts normally didn't excite me the way a futas. There are lots of folks who can talk the talk, but teen she absolutely walks the talk and that’s what I treasured the most about her. Like yogurt fresh from the fridge. She got up to go mingle some more, but before leaving us, she leaned into me and reminded me that beautiful women like her don’t get lonely. When she began shaking and stiffened, I know she was cumming. All through the meal he kept dropping things and going under table. “Edit yourself, Mistress!” "Would you come here for a sec?" As Ambrose fell asleep, he felt that he had never felt Big Tits so ‘at home’ in his life as he felt right then. He made her wait. I danced my tongue around his crown. "Sorry about the view," I mumbled. 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