The photo had just become a video. As she filmed herself topless, looking at her huge F-Cup breasts (that most of her male students and co-workers ogl...d at), she began to look at herself and her breasts. She reacted with a laugh, “Damn, no wonder…”The camera panned down at her ebony brown skin and her slightly pudgy stomach. She dropped her underwear. Needless to say, she had curves to her body, yet she looked beautiful naked, curves and all. She got in the shower, feeling naughty. It was tough. Meanwhile, I was being fucked by Boris like a rag doll. He lifted me easily and made me ride his cock. He was grunting and moaning and I was creaming out of pure delightful pleasure. Soon Boris came. He left lots of hot cum deep in me. His ejaculation made me cum on his cock. After a minute of shivering we both calmed down and I sat on his softening cock, catching my breath. Jacob was running his hands on me while I sat on Boris. He wanted his chance to fuck me. I asked if we could take a. As he did it he told me how attractive I was, how he had wanted me from the second he saw me – how he had sought out and bought my idiot husband’s gambling debts.The sensations as he talked were unbelievable, I began to feel myself get an unfamiliar heat between my legs, his precum was acting as a lube apart from what my pussy was starting to make – and he gradually slide more and more of his huge cock into my cunt – each thrust stretching it wider and wider, I groaned causing saliva to spill. She rolled away from Nathalie, the lamia’s flexible body springing into a crotch, her tawny tail swaying with violent twitches as her head cocked.“What is it?” Sven asked, his voice serious.“Something big is stomping towards—”A bellow shook the boarding house. Wood smashed below. Something huge thudded below. People screamed. I ripped out of Ealaín’s asshole and bounded off the bed to face the door. Ealaín rolled off of Sven, darting for her ax and war hammer. She snatched up her weapons. Sven.