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Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was hard and cocked and ready to take aim on her wet, open twat. “God, I’ve waited tits for this. I’ve got to fuck you,” he said as he mounted her. “Then your ass is mine.” She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every allure cunt muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended dick felt the encouragement from her collapsing walls. Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony burden and unload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take his time. Marisa understood. They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingers in ass and tongue in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed. “Wait!” Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. She took out a small rubbery tube and handed it to him. “Here,” she said. “Thanks, we’ll get girlfriend to that,” Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow strip of her bikini bottom and buried his tongue into her ass. She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he’d fuck her ass. It took about fifteen minutes of his licking and rimming student and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached watershed. “Fucking Christ!” she bellowed. Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her legs, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his perky sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa’s asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole. Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it wide for him. Rod didn’t hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him further, and he found his rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath. He pounded her for several minutes and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was. “Keep it up!” she blurted. “Keep going.” “And so…” he began. In normal circumstances she would never have played with tits such a thought, but right now it was like she was in heat, she needed to be touched and sucked and fucked. Taking three perky at a time, her mouth and two hands, she soon worked up a rhythm. This was a great question as I had not allure considered whether we should have a minister or a notary to perform the ceremony. I leaped from girlfriend the sofa and fled. She fell asleep. The membranes in my pussy and ass were clinching and student spasming, ready for stimulating cocks to pleasure my nerve endings. My little hand was a blur flying up and down his prick. She held me before she left. She began rapidly reconsidering her decision to come here, she was a tech geek for God sake, not some kind of wild slut like the rest of the people here.