Erena Tachibana Mature Japanese Woman Part3

The head of his cock pressed into her waiting nakedness, and he slowly speared her with his monstrous shaft. When his balls touched her thighs, it seemed like his dick was halfway past her kidneys, and her arms and legs strained against the force of his loins. After bottoming out inside her he immediately started fucking her at a slowly building pace. As he quickened his speed he started fucking her harder, and by the time he was pounding her pussy at a ramming speed, he was bracing off of the beams to drive his shaft home every time. His cock swelled, stretching her to the max, and he pressed himself deep into her to savor her pussy as he climaxed. He could feel every contour of his prisoner's privacy, and she of her captor's domination, and with a jerk and amateur a rumble his cock exploded into her. A dozen bursts of lustful ejection pounded into her innermost being, coating her sheath and seeping from her sopping sex hole as he massaged his massive member in her pussy. When his ecstasy had subsided, he pulled out of her, and she felt her whole body relax as she waited exhaustedly to see what he would do next. He unchained her from his fucking post and tossed her over asian his shoulder as he made his way through a labyrinth of corridors. Finally they reached a low door at the end of a short hallway, and he opened it and put her down on a bed inside. He attached a chain that hung from the middle of the ceiling to her neck shackle and left, giving her a chance to sit up and look around. There was a bed, a table and chair, a stove and cupboards, even a small open bathroom in one corner with a toilet, shower, and window looking out into a beautiful forest glade. Everything was just her size and sturdily built, and she knew she could live quite comfortably here. Then she remembered the chain and inspected it. It was the thickest chain she'd ever seen, and the lock at the back of her neck was never going to break. It dawned on her that there were japanese no clothes in this room, and she began searching the cupboards to verify this. The room was perfect temperature, but she knew that he would keep her naked so that he could come in teen and fuck her at a moment's notice. This made her shiver and cover her breasts with her hands. But then she thought of his strong, hard cock, how good it had felt to be inside her and how she had cum twice in the past half hour. The more she thought about it, the more she relaxed, and as she began to accept her fate she lay down on the bed and started fingering herself as she thought about what it would be like to have him inside her again. Janet was not happy, in fact she was absolutely furious. She really needed to work on her sales pitch to the Japanese buyers she was due to meet on Monday morning, but instead she was in the back of a Lincoln Town Car, heading towards a weekend at a stress management clinic she had been ordered to attend by the company doctor. Her laptop battery was dying as she tried to get her presentation completed as the road snaked through pine forests and up into the mountains Janet was pleased that she had chosen to wear a smart cream jacket with blouse and flared cream trousers rather than a skirt as the road climbed higher into to cool mountain air Her mood was no better when she arrived, no one was there to greet her. The building stood on a mountainside among young pine trees. The driver dropped her at reception and carried her luggage to the desk for her then hovered expecting a tip, “That will be all,” she snapped dismissively. The reception area had a few chairs, the reception desk and a Coffee Machine, very austere 1980s decor and on the desk was a simple “Back in two minutes sign.” There were sounds of people working but no one came, “Hi there, is any body home?” she demanded. She opened her laptop. She started working again. She had a coffee. Did some more work. “Hey where the hell is everyone,” she shouted. No reply. She looked for the signs to the bathroom, but there was nothing obvious. “Hey where is everyone, you got a bathroom around here?” she shouted. She went to look for the bathroom but found the automatic exit doors remained firmy shut. The door marked “Staff only” also seemed to be locked and while the doors to the elevator to the upper floor open and closed with quiet hiss the elevator itself refused to move. Janet was becoming anxious, the need to Big Boobs pee was starting to impinge on her ability to work. She needed to pee. Masturbating always helped when she had bad thoughts. I love it! She was clearly drunk on pleasure, the futa's pheromones certainly didn't help. Some of his seed escaped my lips and ran down my chin, streaming downward toward Mark’s balls. I sucked all asian over her breasts. I felt like such a little whore. I was practically running, my backpack bouncing on my shoulders. My eyes were getting heavier and the weight seemed to be growing with japanese each pass of those fingers over my scalp. Before going back into the studio we stopped briefly, not wanting to let go of amateur each other, he pushed me gently against the wall and kissed me tenderly one last teen time. “Really!? "Then where and when is she from?" He smiled at her a lot, he got hard yet again, and they laughed Big Boobs when he was able to escape her attempts. Meanwhile Will had somehow got hard but it took quite a while for him to cum.