He slowly rubbed the swollen head up and down her wet slit. Katy moaned “yes.” He took that as his cue and pushed his cock head slowly into her tight snatch. And she was so tight, so young, so wet. He hadn’t felt anything like it since his early twenties. He almost shot his load right there and then. Katy took her mouth from Liz’s clit and grimaced in pain and pleasure. “Oh god it’s so big,” she said, quietly. “He has barely got any in yet,” said Liz in disbelief. Jack pushed more in, and was about 6 inches in when he felt Katy start to shudder. Clearly another orgasm was coming. He shoved the last three inches in and Katy came, shivering and shuddering on the massive cock, stretching out her young tight twat. She had no fingers to sex muffle the sound of her passionate scream this time and Liz nervously looked around hoping Mr Patel wouldn’t hear. Mr married Patel was snapped out of his cricket bound revery and looked toward the back of the shop. He took his earphones out and heard moaning and words he couldn’t make out. Then he saw Liz walking up the shop toward him. Weirdly her top looked ruffled on her, and her skirt was slightly misplaced. She walked up to the door and locked it, turned round the sign to say “closed” and walked up to the counter. “Oh yes, fuck me you dirty bastard,” came from the back of the shop. Mr Patel was very confused. He was even more confused when Liz got up and the counter and kneeled before him. “I’m sorry about your wife,” she said. “Thank you,” said Mr Patel without thinking. “May I offer you some comfort,” she newly said, before leaning toward him and kissing him deeply on the lips. He could taste her Chapstick, and something else, something musky. He knew it was wrong, that he was a man in his fifties and shouldn’t be doing this with some random woman, let alone a teenager he had seen grow up. Yet she was so beautiful, and young, and her lips felt amazing, and her slender little hands were rubbing his neck and hair, and his body couldn’t help but feel the natural urge. She broke the kiss. Liz lifted her skimpy top off and exposed her small pert soft breasts and hard nipples to the old man. Taking a huge gamble, she had realised there was no use trying to keep Katy and Jack quiet, they were grunting and moaning and talking dirty now as he rammed his fat shaft into her tight little pussy. So she had decided that instead of being caught and the fun having to come to an end, she would involve the beloved old shop keeper. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the ground behind her. Then she was completely naked except for the shoes and frilly socks she wore. She spread her indian knees apart, exposing herself to Mr Patel. He simply sat there silently as she traced her hands around her body, over her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples and moving her hands down towards her clit which she flicked and sent shivers around her body. “Touch me,” she said to the old man. He lifted his hands, but before he got all the way he stopped. “Oh, please, Mr Patel I want you,” she said seductively. In normal circumstances she would never have played with such a thought, but right now it was like she was in heat, she needed to be touched and sucked and fucked. And why not Mr Patel, he had always been so kind to them, and his wife had died, he needed the comfort. Now, all my mind can see while the dildo or my fingers work at my cunt is the dog licking at my wet and gaping cunt. "As tempting as that would be, I don't think that is a good idea." They are always on the look out for a bitch in heat”. “Have you tested it before with results that were not quite so pleasing?” she asked, then paled at the look on his face. “The weekend you’re going to choose to go shopping.” I said and laughed. He about 6'4 and as I said before, thick all over. He married scoffed. He walked out and I read the letter. Another one of the campsites was ‘open-plan’. “Undress, now.” He tried to stay focused, in control. This was incredible. The chip interferes with brain patterns, so the slave behaves not according to their own sex free will, but according to the program’s configuration. Fortunately, she didn’t make a big deal about it. He then reached out and grabbed Cho from the mist of the students. Marcus takes pictures and he tells Brent to get on his knees between his Mothers legs and to hold her ankles in his hands, Brent does what he's told and as he gets in position, the head of his rock hard cock is one inch away from his Mothers pussy, again if he moved any closer he would penetrate her. I focused her still calm soft face, her closed eyes, the arch of her neck, the rhythmic swaying of her shoulders, the perky profile of her breasts lifting and falling, the soft smooth tummy, the braced muscles in her legs pushing down rooted in the floor. He’s got it bad!” He watched it harden under the cold bottle. My plan was to blend in with everyone, that was obviously a moot point now. Before my brother took me upstairs for a fucking l lay with my head on his lap sucking his cock while he watched one of our father’s dirty films, l learnt more than a few things about sex and couldn’t wait to try riding my brother’s cock the way one girl rode a bloke in the film as l sucked my brother’s cock l noticed out the corner of my eye a girl in the film vigorously sucked on a guy’s cock so indian l copied her which my brother enjoyed a great deal by the noises and upward thrusts he was giving into my mouth. Commando < Mostly for the camera and just to be able to say I did it. No matter how embarrassed she would be, the seat would be soaked by the time they reached her drop off point. with dark black hair to her shoulders, C cup tits that stood out from her diminutive form, a nice bubble butt that looked so inviting and a smooth, shapely pair of legs that Chad fantasied about holding apart to get to her sweet little pussy. They were level with my cock head that was poking over the top of my shorts about an inch. Jessica went back to work on her pussy, while Abby brought her hands to her mom's hairy cunt. Ashley spent the time doing chores around the house among other things. "We aren't brothers," Kolkev interrupted. Perfect amount of cleavage. I smiled at newly them, waiting for their exuberance to die down again. Diane chimed in, “Don’t worry Ma’am. “I... care for her,” I said. Stepping from the car you smile at the woman ‘Thank you so much, I’m Genine by the way’ the woman grunts, come on it if you want you can wash up and join us for dinner before we call someone. She is now in focus, I notice she is a mature woman, nicely built, and wearing a rather hot outfit, at least for her age, her black, A-line skirt ends a couple of inches above her knees, I see the dark outline of her bra through the sheer blue blouse. "Goddamn, I forget how tall you are.