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And I’d never seen anything as beautiful as the look she gave me. That realization in her sapphire depths, that trembling pout of her lip as she tried to form words, but could not. “Now you understand.” I whispered lovingly, running my fingers through her matted hair, “You’re like me, Elena.” “Yes.” Elena mouthed, her bulging eyes trembling. I looked at asshole Brock, who was stroking his still-hard cock, the dark length of it shining with Elena’s anal lust. amateur Without prompting, my hermaphroditic lover elevated her pelvis, and whispered, “Fuck me.” Brock gripped her muscular thighs, splayed anal them with her heels resting on his shoulder, and slowly took Elena’s final virginity. She whimpered in my lap, gritting her teeth against the pain. Her pussy wasn’t as malleable as her rectum, and though it was slickened with her desire, her body was forced to acclimate to Brock’s overbearing girth. She cried out and thrashed, and I steadied her with my hands on her shoulders, whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Her slaves knelt around us, gawking at the display of their master so humbled, so vulnerable. “You can do it, Master!” Opal encouraged, taking one of her hands. “Just a little more!” Ruby nodded, taking the other. Elena gripped their hands with asian white-knuckled intensity as she struggled with the last few inches of Brock, her thighs quivering, her heels kicking. She whined and sputtered, then went silent with a gasp. Brock’s crotch pressed to hers; he was all the way in. Elena’s head dropped in my lap, all strength washing from her. Her eyes remained unfocused for a moment, then clarified. She smiled weakly up at me. “I guess I’m officially a woman now.” “You sure took a round-about way of getting there.” I sniggered. Elena’s eyes twinkled with something wild. “Ass to cunt is the only way a faggot whore like me can be deflowered.” Then she grabbed me, spinning in an athletic twirl, tumbling until she was atop me. She squealed as she stirred herself around Brock’s girth, and needed to catch her breath against my breast. The she looked up at me with that wild glimmer in her sapphire eyes, her white hair in frayed disheveled strands before her ravenous expression. “You called me some very mean names, Your Highness.” I grinned back. “I only told you the unfettered truth.” Brushing her hair aside, I whispered, “You faggot whore.” Brock thrusted into Elena, and Elena thrusted into me. We cried out, our joined bodies sticky with the hot nectar between our squishing bellies and breasts, sullying our flesh as we sullied our insides. Elena’s penetrating drives were propelled by the orc behind her, blasting her crotch against mine, burying herself to the hilt in my depths. She was smiling as she was fucked, the darkness pervading her demeanor, the avarice and pitiless expression growing across her face. As we rocked to the fervent rhythm of Brock’s thrusts, Elena began to take control of me. Her hand snaked up my chest, japan up my neck, and wrapped around my throat. Her other hand found the back of my head, and she wrenched it back with a grip hair, choking me with the other. I squealed, the sound sputtering from me as Elena’s grip tightened, the pleasure within rising and crashing in cascades, each one greater than the last. “You did this to me!” Elena snarled. My vision was inverted, my crown pressed to the floor, my back arching to press my body deeper into Elena’s. He could easily just get up, grasp her ankles, stretch each of her legs over the arms of the chair and take her. “Don’t pretend,” she whispered, “You seduced my sisters, and promised to seduce me, well now Captain your end has come, I had hoped to anal ravish you to death but sadly you survived, so now it’s goodbye.” He swiped down to her right arm, his finger lightly touching down to her elbow, to her wrist. Even you had trouble believing that one until I showed you my helmet with a hole in the front of it. I got to the weight room and to my disappointment the guys weren't there. He knew he loved her, yet he wasn't jealous. As I started asian to cum, it was as if my amateur huge load just ran out of me into her waiting mouth. With a loud yelp the dog forced his knot inside and swelled further locking with Julia and allowing himself to start filling her with seed. Finally, she dove her head in, lapping up the tangy juices flowing from the gash in front of her. “Yeah I thought it was kind of hot. If we find out...” She tried to fight the tremble in her body. Piss went everywhere as a result. My clit-dick throbbed asshole in her depths. Her clit pressed up to my tailbone, her stomach pressed into the skin and sinew, between japan the place she was inside and that which was once inside her. They were both giggling when they were finished whispering and got up. I crept in the brush with Nathalie, lying down on my stomach and staring at the tree as I counted. That meant seeing a certain person and making a specific decision. This is the type of stuff you see in movies or stuff you read about on an erotica website.