Desi Teen Fucking Mms Part 1

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She pressed my finger into the slit and juices squished out onto my finger. She pulled it back and forth over, each stroke made her gasp and her hips jerk.“Rub,” she whispered, guiding my finger.I rubbed back and forth over, her legs spread wide and hips were lifting and shifting with my finger movements.“Oh Go Inside!” she cried, Yes, Yessssssss she almost shouted.My uneducated fingers seemed to hit the right spot. She closed her thighs trapping my hand in between them. This made me more eager. He smiled and re-attached the clamp on my left nipple, which was bleeding a little.He stood back and started walking around me, striking my wet naked body with lash after lash until I could not take any more and started to scream and beg for mercy. John gave me a couple more hard lashes, and then stood in front of me. ?Are you ready to be my fuck toy?? John asked. I nodded my head in agreement. ?Hmmmmmm? He said ?I think you need a few more lashes.? I shook my head no, and mouthed the word. She was so good that I was almost about to come and slowly she gave me the best blowjob ever. It was damn hard and she was not stopping.I then pulled off her shorts and placed my hand inside her white underwear and started fingering here. In beginning I teased her and she was getting desperate.I then pulled down her underwear and started fingering her. she was moaning very badly and was very wild by that time. Her pussy was wet by now and was moaning loudly, ummm, ahhh,ufff. I so much love this. She whimpered beneath him, too out of breath to even moan. That hard cock of his was just too much for her! Her hands were clawing at his back as her pussy took that thick organ deep at a lightening pace.“I’m going to cum!” he grunted. He could feel his balls heat up.“Not on my clothes!” she managed to gasp. She remembered his track record of cumming on her shirt! She was going straight to work, and she didn’t bring any other shirts. Where else would he cum, though? Could she trust him to.
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The pounding intensified, deepening into me until the pressure was so painful I cried out. The pain caused the cock to expand more. She withdrew as it did and I knew I couldn’t take it again without bursting. I opened my mouth to say what she wanted…to get her to stop before the end of my career was a perforated bowel. There was a lift, a sudden expulsion that was both terrible and strangely pleasurable, like the relief you feel after a long time locked in the car on the road in desperate need. Blackie jumped off her lap when the phone on the table rang with an authoritative air. It really jarred the nerves not at all like her little cell phone that played the haunting refrain from "Dr. Zhivago".She was annoyed to be taken out of her mindless reflections and besides the only one who ever called her was her Mother and she always called her on her cell phone."Hello, may I help you?"For a moment all she heard was silence at the end of the line. She was getting ready to hang up the phone.

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