I watched the cock.I watched the cock slide in and out of a mouth (guy's or girl's mouth didn't matter).I watched the cock pound in and out of an ass ...whose ass it was didn't matter).I watched cum erupt out of each cock... watched the cock pulse... watched cum geyser into the air....As I kept scrolling, besides finding pictures, there were also occasionally some interesting quotes that either turned me on or confirmed my thoughts:-'I exclusively jerk off to cock now' (which I seemed to be doing. In the cosy but smoky little restaurant hung a poster of a rock concert for that night – and it seemed to be a good idea to me!• Most of the people were already inside and only a few late-comers like me still squeezed themselves through the heavy wooden doors into the hall. The show had already started and the sound of the music grew louder as I entered the dark venue. People were standing everywhere and there was no way through. In the far distance I caught a glimpse of the stage: a steaming. The cold counter was a shock to my system, and was rather refreshing because I knew what was about to happen.He dropped his head down my body. Putting my legs on his shoulders he continued to move down, until he met the outside of my pussy. Anxiously, I squirmed on the counter, as he teased my pussy, kissing each side, the top, the bottom. My breathing increase as I longed for his warm tongue to massage me. I moaned loudly when I felt him flick my clit with his warm tongue.“You like that?” He. She wore a ringmail skirt of foreign craft, and bore a modest golden tiara. Her breastplate caught the attention of the King more than any other piece of her armor. Not only because it was magnificent to look upon, shining as if it were embroidered with the very light of the Moon and the stars; not only because setting eyes upon it meant feeling as if a cool and refreshing breeze was blowing... No, it was because it was crafted so that the woman's breasts, larger than any woman's, were.