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Her belly was a concave curve of pale flesh with a navel dotting its perfect center, and her glutes widened from her pelvis in lascivious curves that rounded into toned thighs, whose precipice formed a gap where her glistening, tight slit leaked for me. “Well,” Lucilla smiled, “are you just going to look at it?” “I’m not sure what to do with it.” I giggled, brushing my dangling hair over a pointed ear. Lucilla sat upright, and took two handfuls of my backside, sinking her fingers into the delectable fat that rounded my curves. She dragged my body across hers, and our slits ran through each other as our clits connected. A shot of pleasure raced up my spine, and a shiver followed it. A weak, vulnerable gasp slipped from my lips, and Lucilla smiled into my eyes. “You know,” she smiled, “I’ve never done anything with another woman before, so this is new for both of us.” “Well,” I asian smiled back, shifting my hips and savoring the feeling of her wet heat pressed against mine, “this feels nice; maybe we should keep doing this.” “Oh?” Lucilla asked with a raised eyebrow as she guided me to grind on top of her, “Is this enough for you, Julia? Does it feel just… nice? ” Our clits rubbed against each oriental other, each touch sending electric pleasure singing into my pelvis. I felt the wetness between my legs grow, and a hunger in my nethers ache with tortuous vacancy. The emptiness needed-no- craved to be satisfied. No, no this was not enough for me. I felt my eyes droop in the heat of my desire, and a needful, pleading wine MILF drift softly past my lips. “No,” I whispered, pressing our breasts closer together, feeling her erect nipples toying with my own, “Lucilla, I need you to fuck me from the inside.” I couldn’t believe those words just came out of my mouth. I said a silent prayer as Lucilla’s grin broadened to a wicked smile. I couldn’t help but smile back; it was the truth. “Sister Julia!” Lucilla exclaimed through giggles, “Did I japanese just hear you say that?” “Forgive me, Holy Mother,” I started, feeling my face flush, “for the words of my-” “Shh.” Lucilla smiled, putting a finger to my lips, silencing me. Her blue eyes twinkled as the tip of her finger circled the outline of my mouth, gently deforming the luscious flesh. She pressed her finger to the crease of my pursed lips, and I hesitantly opened them for her. She put her finger into my mouth and (forgive me Mother for my lewdness) I sucked it. I twisted my lips around her finger, and hummed a needful tone as I drew it into my mouth. Lucilla’s thumb gently traced my cheek as I wetted her invading digit, and then she pulled it out, a sheen of my spit glistening from her extended index finger. “Your hip movements need some work,” Lucilla smirked, reaching behind me with her wetted finger as she spread my glutes wide with her gripping hand, “I think I know just the trick.” “Lucilla!” I gasp, alarmed, “That’s the wrong…” Lucilla’s wet index finger traced a teasing line down the crease of my backside, rested on the tight, puckered dot of my rim, and then pushed inside. I felt my sphincter open to her external pressure, and then tightly close around her bottom knuckle. Her warm finger sunk into my sinful depths, and radiated its pressure into the coiled channel of my sensitive rectum. The feeling was so invasive, so perverse, so wrong, and so… good. “…hole.” I finished, my words seeping from me in a breathy exhalation as my body melted into Hardcore hers; relaxing in sensuous flaccidity as her tender invasion gradually twisted inside me. “Oh, no,” Lucilla laughed softly, her breath tickling my lips, “the holy, pious, Sister Julia likes it in the ass.” “Mother forgive me,” I whispered, astonished at the pleasure I derived from the alien sensation, “but it feels so good. And she never did get pregnant, despite her total disregard for birth control methods. My backpack still on my back. While she was locked in an embrace with Kev I went back upstairs and brought down two of her vibrators. Logan returns her romantic gesture by sliding his right hand into her robe and gently tweaks her left nipple. *Additional Hardcore tags: captured couples, branding, fuck machines* I wish I could do those sorts of things back home in London. I kissed her. Stacey then takes her mouth of the tip but then runs her lips down the side. She nodded her head, her floppy ears twitching. He left the egg on full until he’d finished his lunch and left. Not that it wouldn't be available to me. Before leaving the abandoned building I'd moved into during the day. I guess I have to say I smelled Daniel, for I felt it was a very private, unique smell; something that came out only of Daniel’s most private part. I quivered as the silk rushed across my skin. It was a little before 8:00, I had no intention of getting up this early on my first week home but Daddy had asked me and I couldn’t say no. Emboldened, I moved my asian hand further down to the back of her thighs, spending a great deal of time here before working to her calves. “Sorry son, if I am going to allow you to keep jerking off I need to see the woman.” She flipped the tablet down; her eyes widened as she let out a small gasp. Unlike any girl, I’ve ever met. The dark haired boy, Arthur, shot him a friendly smile and waved him in. I know it was late, but I wanted my toy in me. I have no idea oriental what happened no my sanity, but I had an idea. Then when Bella and Kyle would fuck, she used her toy on herself. “Allie,” I said, my cheeks burning. I fought my groans as I penetrated deeper and deeper. I had to put her on hold and call down to the japanese kitchen. Rachel?” Fantasia laughed, “Rachel’s been down here for billions of years.” “Good!” he grunted. In my backpack I had the key to an instant relationship with Monet but it was morally wrong to use it. And tease you. He waited to see if she would use her safe word until she tired and let her feet back down to the mat. When I looked back down Silvia had unzipped Bill’s fly and his erect penis seemed to spring out through his pants. MILF