Saphira Rose - 4some Scene (gr-2)

Slightly sweaty and breathing deeply, her hot lips close over my straining pecker and I am suddenly enveloped. I think I forget to breathe. My penis is disappearing into her mouth and coming back out, dragging across her lips. It fits all the way in and then it’s out in the open again, swallowed in hot wet mouth heat and then emerging into cool air. She licks the head with her tongue and then gobbles it again like she’s hungry. The suction increases and she speeds up, groaning on my cock, vibrating it with her exhalations. I’m frozen but my legs are twitching, the tendons in my groin tighten and with a whimper I shoot a spurt into her hot heavenly mouth. A louder groan of lust and hunger erupts and she pulls my hips to her face and my cock towards the back of her throat, my tight balls smashed against her chin as I spasm and she sucks the scant drops down. With a gasp Mrs.Rodgers falls back on the bed, gives me one glance of dismissal and rolls to face Big Tits away. Once my shock is gone I cast about and reassemble my clothes, the ones I came over here in. I’m down the stairs and out the door without a thought of payment or a goodbye. I got my payment. I wonder what she’ll say, what next? With a low sigh, Charlie ran the back of his hand across his forehead, collecting the beads of sweat that the Brazillian heat had gifted to him before wiping his hand on his already quite sodden T-shirt, looking down at his open luggage on the rather meagre single bed with a serious lack of motivation. He should unpack, find his toiletries and find the shower, but to do so he'd have to search through his stacks of clothes and he knew, in doing that, would have to spend the time meticulously folding them all neatly away. Charlie didn't consider himself to have OCD or anything like that, but he was a guest in this house, albeit courtesy of Air BnB, and the second he had caught sight of the owner, he had known he wouldn't be leaving any messes for her to find. It wasn't that he was afraid of her, despite the inches of height she had on him, on the contrary, she had seemed quite quiet and reserved, acknowledging him at the door with a light smile and a simple, 'hey', in a voice that had proven to be as warm and honied as her skin. hospital She had introduced herself as Izabel, and he could tell by both her skin and her accent that she was a native here in Brazil. She had been stood in, what he thought to be, quite a conservative outfit compared to the girls he'd seen so far since his arrival. While most had been clad merely in a bikini and sandals, she had added a sarong to the ensemble, making it look more modest and, on her he thought, more elegant. Charlie, for his part, was by no means short, standing in at five foot eleven he'd always been slightly annoyed that he hadn't hit the fabled six-foot mark or, for that matter, been able to grow a beard, two of the seemingly common qualifiers on the dating scene these days for boys hisa ge. Izabel, however, had seemingly hit the six-foot mark with ease, he assumed reaching a dizzying six foot four or maybe even five. While he was slender and fit, her own build had been what had attracted him the most in those opening seconds. Lithe and graceful, her stomach flat but not concave, no bump of a tummy but no ribs on show either, her legs long and smooth, at least as far as he had seen, her breasts prominent on her chest, two surprisingly full orbs that he suspected might have been augmented, not that he minded, held in place by her visibly straining bikini top. After his eyes had, admittedly, taken their time roaming her body he had returned her gaze, suddenly embarrassed to have been caught so brazenly checking her out, but she hadn't seemed to mind, in fact she gave a sort of knowing smirk. "Here's your key. Come on, I'll show you around." She said, casually tossing him a small silver key which he had fumbled to catch. Despite the group sex embarrassment of being caught and unable 4some to help himself, he had wondered for a moment if she had an ass to match what he had already drank in, a query she had quickly confirmed when she had turned to show him around. "So you're a tourist?" She had asked in a musical tone, eying him over with an almost dismissive appraisal, xhamster studying him with her dark chocolate brown eyes. "Yeah sort of, I just love to travel and learn about new cultures, meet new people, you know?" He said honestly, flashing her his brightest smile, running a hand through his short sandy blonde hair in a casual gesture he hoped expressed his easy going and carefree ways. "Come here, I'll show you, mine goes on the same way, do you want me to put mine on first?" “Come in, it’s not locked.” She announced from the far side of the room. Then he let out his breath with another strangled groan of relief as she felt his shaft pulse and a new warmth spread inside her. “Hehe, I wonder how he will react to this shirt. She looked down demurely to hide the fire of profound servitude in her eyes group sex as she put it to her lips and swallowed. “What are you two having?” she asks with a smile and a wink. His eyes fluttered and his mouth panted. Those girls are so lucky to have you looking after them. "The reason I will not be allowing you three to serve me, especially you, Dana and Danielle, is I want incorporate your deflowering as part of our 'marriage ceremony'." I explained, using air quotes. No more cum ever.” Coming from the beach one day Josef, my grandmother and I went to a tiny little bistro to get some food. I felt my nipples escape and react to the gentle breeze. I opened my mouth, catching more 4some of the jizz on my tongue, the salty flavor melting across my tongue. Grace's mood sobered as she hospital realized that, after nearly two summers of swim camp, this had been the first day she could remember being xhamster aroused. It was a shame he had finished using me so soon. I wanted her. He watched us get wild. She asked. I reached Sheri, glancing into the car. Big Tits The sun was just starting to come up when they pulled into a long driveway surrounded by trees. I don't know if the boy told anyone at work what he had seen, but I would be willing to With the preliminary interviews over, it boiled down to a middle-aged African-American woman and a twenty year old African American male. Then he brought a finger to my hole, moved it around a little and pressed it against it as he started playing with my erection again. In the bright lights of the sleeper, Sara looked even better. Massive, lush breasts seemed to defy gravity as they bounced and jiggled with the boy's thrusts. "Harder," Walter panted. So what's really the deal? “Jenn, do you . . .