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I turned my head into the pillow and slowly nodded my head, then I pulled my face up and spoke. “Just…let me cum amateur from my ass and then you can leave.” I felt his cock slide up along my slit collecting some cum and then pressed the tip along my back entrance once more. “Sure babe,” was all he said before he buried himself into my ass once more. My mind was flooded with guilt and pleasure. Two so contrasting feelings I felt like I would throw up. However; pleasure was winning the battle and soon I just moaned into the pillow as his cock rammed in and out of me like a jack hammer. I start to cum in no time at all. My hips buck back towards his hips and rode through several more orgasm until he finally clasp my hips hard and cam a third time, although his volume of cum was far less then before. After that he simple pulled out and then got off the bed. I roll onto my side and my hips shook with a new feeling of weakness they had never felt before. As he pulls his pants up, I lick my lips a bit remembering the taste of his cum, somehow, I had a bit of a craving on the tongue for more. When he was fully dressed, he simple looked down at me and then smiled, “I will be back sooner then last time…” then he turned and left. big … Although the guilt was so sickening the next few days it was hard not to want to throw up, I was able to keep my composure enough to not lead onto any new suspicions. However, sex with my husband became even less often then it already was. His frustration was short lived as I gave him permission to watch porn more often and promised I would not get mad. As long as he was happy at his night job. I had panties 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 are any cops coming up behind you). After they unlocked their lips long enough, we got anal 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 tits 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). 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 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+ 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". (I'm wondering how much cum I'm going to have to clean up off the floor or seat). Delores, sits up, turns around towards the front of the van, she asks if she could get in the front seat (yes, she still has her hand on my cock). I was so glad I found those panties. Iger, you forget I’ve also met David Brighton. “I’ve just got to fix that extra ‘turbo shot’ that you like in it, Mrs. Rodriguez!” Gretchen fired this waylaying comment back down the hallway, knowing that would buy her enough time to prep a fresh batch of the ‘secret ingredient’ that her direct superior had grown fond of after hiring her a few months ago. “Yes!” the deflowered girl moaned as her pussy rippled about my cock. "We need to regroup before we try..." he started before the screech of a megaphone stopped him. “Oh, leave it, will you?”, Mandira chirped in, “They’re understandably tired. I got on top of my sister and split her legs open. I pulled my deflating cock from her and rolled off to her side. amateur "YES! He looked ridiculously confused. Just watching that amazing massive cock erupt in pure pleasure.” Her eyes close, she bites her lips. Just for a brief time here on a planet of horrors, no one can rape me there because I have a cock. I was hard as a rock. My 8" cock was pointing straight upwards as I knelt back down. Her college roommate lived in Minneapolis. She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by the loud crack of breaking rock. I shuddered at the rapture. Flushed and walked out. If you read all of this, do you think she will be faithful to me?? I was pretty much invisible to her. She grabbed onto him there as he never once stopped his strokes. I pointed at the bathroom door, laughing and said to Febe. Normally, it bustled with workers getting ready to mail the various electronic components the Institute made to finance their true work. Then a little more. “What kind of compromise?” she said, folding her arms. You could do that by trying to slide your hand round the tits base of the dildo. The tiny fool, does she know how dangerous sex magic can be?” This is his house. Alex suggested. Their knees were bent and their right big hands were still rubbing away. Wow! Come on back to my office and let’s talk.” “Delsich Fire Spirit” he informs us. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and I noticed her nipples sticking out proudly. It was amusing to hear her words “Anand….please…please don’t stop….please continue…..go on fucking me…..I wish to be killed by you fucking me like this…this is the best fuck I have ever got in my life..Lastly, I felt she contracted anal her vaginal muscles tightly gripping my cock inside her. panties