It was Phil’s turn to shrug. “I don’t wanna stop what we’re doing. Especially if it means I get to fuck you.” Olivia nodded coolly. “You can use my body any time you want.” she replied with too little emotion. “I mean- I… I’m not gonna right now.” Phil stumbled to say. “Like, no offense, but after what you just said, I’m not in the mood.” “Okay.” Olivia replied. “I wouldn’t like it unless you were really passionate anyway.” So, she wanted domination, did she? Phil did like a challenge. “Give me your number, right now.” he told her as he got out his phone. “When we’re next both on campus and I need a good hole to fuck, you’re mine. Got indian it?” he practically snarled, trying to catch her off guard. He would need practice. Olivia nonchalantly nodded and told him her number. “I understand.” she finished. Without another word, Phil tore his eyes away from her and walked away. He had finally gotten what he wanted, and more. And even though his life was potentially going in a new direction, Phil wasn’t sure if he wanted to squander this opportunity. homemade One of the places that Phil felt the safest was his basement. Not safe from any threats or anything like that, safe from the expectations firsttime he knew people had of him. Everywhere else he had to be Phil Love, President of the Student Council, but in his basement he could hang out with a friend and just be another guy, hanging out with his friend, not having to worry about his behavior cutting loose affecting anything in his future. Phil’s friend Jeff Swanson also enjoyed it for the public same reasons. The two had grown up together but only really connected by high school. That said, they were so close by the end of their junior year that when Phil ran for President at the end of the prior year, anyone could have guessed he would outdoors be bringing Jeff on board. Jeff had Phil’s same concerns in mind, and the same reliefs about the basement. “Bam! There’s one.” Jeff commented, showing Phil his phone. Phil looked over the webpage, a post from the BiggerThanYouThought subreddit, while Jeff just grinned. “That’s what I’m talking about.” Phil was in the middle of texting Nicole, but stopped to stare at the picture of a pair of what looked like E cups on an almost impossibly small figure. “Those have gotta be fake, bro.” Phil shot back. “Look at the shape!” Jeff argued. “Fake tits don’t look like that. Look at the… uh…” Jeff held the phone back to his face to get a reference, then shoved the phone back under Phil’s nose. You aren't seriously telling me that, are you, Rose? One hand slipped inside the waist at the homemade front, the other hand at the back. Steve waited for me to get about 20 feet in front of him before he started following me. Then my phone rang, it was Steve. She hadn't even thought about them for a long time.What was she going to do? The time was 11:15 AM. Her face was turning red and her eyes had disappeared into the back of her head. In fact, she doesn't public even speak Spanish, although she almost always understands what other people are saying to her in Spanish. The scene was immediately repeated with Edgar fucking her while Hectors cock was in her and her husband’s mouth. “Venda Varansilio is the winner of this year’s Rape Run. You have to! Then his shaft would pull out, sliding along through her engorged pussy lips that gripped it greedily like a juicy, outdoors ripe fruit on the knife that splits it open. Impossibly she felt that this dick was slamming her cervix even harder. “And he wasn’t done yet either. He hissed a sharp intake of air in response, gazing down at me with a lust-filled expression. “Ta-da!” She bent down to kiss, suck and stroke his cock in return, sliding his dick in past her lips and holding it with her tongue. I parked outside the complex at the address Gowri had texted. As they reached the enclosure of Gus the firsttime Polar Bear, Sarah pulled Julie to a standstill and faced her. “We are back in session.” Clint grunted. “I didn’t call her fat!” Warrick retorted with mock disgust. I shook my hips from side to side, reveling in every moment of devouring my mother's snatch. “What? “You can even breed me. You don't have to wear a condom.” Yavara poured herself a glass, then poured me one. A plaintive cry. I almost came right then. "Really?" I went to put the cloth to her indian shoulder, but again she cringed away, I lay the cloth on her hand and pointed, she remained still for an age, then put it to her shoulder. However something else occurred to me, his wife was just as attractive as mine and I wondered if she knew about this. Chopping a spot in her neck she was able to move her arm some, though she feared one of the arm bones was cracked. What was Daddy talking about? Her face lit up with a smile of pure. He started bobbing up and down on me, as his tongue worked the bottom side.