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I brought the head to my mouth and began to lick down the length of the shaft. It was as disgusting as it was delicious, and the idea that I would stoop to such lows somehow only made it more decadent. I lathered him with my tongue until I reached his balls, then took one of his heavy nuts into my mouth, sucking gently. I lingered there for a while, sucking each and licking the space between them, enjoying the hormone-rich musk that filled my sinuses, and the soft flesh that leaked his salty flavor upon my tongue. I withdrew his testicle from my mouth and held both in my hand, gently massaging them as I licked his shaft from the base to the head in one stroke, my eyes subservient and adoring when they met his at the peak. My heart thundered as I parted my lips about his apex. I opened my mouth so amateur wide that my jaw began to ache, and brought as much of him as I could into me. Oh, how good it asian felt to have him inside me once more! My other mouth drooled down my trembling thighs, its hunger a deep ache of desire. I expressed my gratitude and need with my wriggling tongue and bobbing head, my eyes locked with his above the seal of my lips. I was dismayed to see an expression of disappointment cross his face. “I thought that you’d have at least given head before.” Brock cumshot grumbled, taking my head in his massive hands, “Here, let me teach you.” Brock pushed the back of my head forward, forcing his thick cock down my throat until his balls pressed Brunette against my chin. I gagged and choked, my esophagus clinging tightly to his shaft, reflux burning in my chest. I panicked for a moment as I thought I was going to puke, but I regained control of my gag reflex at the last second. Brock moaned with pleasure, his head tilting back, his dreads cascading down his shoulders. I smiled tearfully around my consumption, a sense of immeasurable pride swelling with me. As agony turned to pleasure, I ventured forward, taking him deeper and deeper down my throat. Spit leaked from my lips and oozed down my chin, hanging in strings before my bulging gullet. Back and forth, back and forth I took him, my throat stretching to accommodate him, my resistances relaxing, squeezing him with gentle warmth. Oh, how it turned me on to feel him pressing inside my neck, to taste him with every surface of my soft mouth. My thighs were saturated and quivering, moans humming from my sealed lips. What a whore I had become. God, it felt so right. Without any warning, Brock drove my face against his groin, the sweet stink of his loins wafting into my nose, his cock pulsing delectably. A gout of thick cum gushed down my throat, the delicious flavor permeating through my mouth as it filled my clenching belly. A sudden feeling surged within me, so intense that I collapsed upon the ground, my mouth evacuated to yield breathless sobs, my body shaking in pleasure. I grinded my thighs together and thrashed on the grass like a beast, and Brock showered me with his lust, marking me as the filthy bitch I was. I savored the molten lust spattering my pristine flesh, a compatible sensation to the torrent that racked me within. When the feeling subsided, I looked up at Brock’s grinning face, my expression a portrait of slutty desire. I wasn’t satisfied yet, and neither was he. I crawled on all fours to him, my eyes fixated on his bulging erection, shining with my spit. He laid down on the grass and beckoned me forward. I climbed up his legs and squatted atop him, positioning the head of his hard cock to my gaping sphincter. I looked into his eyes, smiling deviously as I slowly took him in, biting my lip and savoring every inch he had to give. When I felt his balls pressing against my tailbone, I japanese rose, then came down quicker than before, my asshole now fully trained for his cock. I worked my way up and down the orc’s shaft, my hands resting on his chest while I stared into his eyes, moans of pleasure escaping my lips as his girth stretched me. Oh, the pain and pleasure, mingling deep within my bowels, a deplorable concoction for a deplorable whore such as I, an anal slut who willingly rode the beast who raped her. I shuddered with each drive, with each acceptance of my own violation, my own rape. I looked into Brock’s black eyes, and wondered in that moment of intimate self-defilement if I loved him. Such a brute, such a savage to show me so violently the pleasures of womanhood. Could I ever be satisfied by anything less than him? Could a fair-haired boy of my own kin ever give me such vile delights? I touched Brock’s face with loving fingers, staring passionately into his eyes. I mean hey, why not. Momo, go get the sewing kit, please. “Yeah, we're doing a Costco Run on Sunday,” she said, “and then we need to price the new living room set.” He lifted me up and placed me on my back on the sofa and unsnapped my skirt and removed that and then my panties. Her legs were drenched and shiny from her drippings. She sucked licked and stroked his cock and massaged his balls. “He suffers from roid-rage and chats up every cute red-haired girl he meets.” He smiled. This wild thrill rippled through me. Molly asked her brother seemingly innocent and handed him the soap. Okay?" "Go on, Gary, fuck the little whore. Holy shit! I sighed and said, “Well OK if that’s what you really want I’ll do my best.” We were still laughing when Fern and Alice came back from their amateur showers naked and drying their hair with a towel. You always avoid socializing. I could see exactly where Vicky’s bush was, and what colour it was. I went looking for Paul. I guess that’s just japanese what I’m going to have to call her until I figure out her name. A week ago, I asian was struggling with the ethics of fucking anyone cumshot besides my wife. He was still voted by the school to be here, and I say we give him one more chance to clean up his act.” Her neck is twisted unnaturally, her head shaking fervently in Brunette the final pleas for mercy. At first I didn’t know what to think but then I realized I was ok. After waiting a moment he started slowly moving back and forth within me. Now I knew he had been right when he said it would feel really nice. “She's dripping for you. "Me too." No early ejaculation, not if you want to LIVE." Your mouth opened to say something but you were speechless.