All over his cock. He suddnly sto, pulls me up sits me on his lap on the floor and I start bouncing hard and fast on him, his cock reaching deep insid... me, me screaming in his ear, my boobs bouncing against his chest before my cum is dripping down his cock! He picks me up, slams me against the wall, legs round his wasit and fucks the hell out of me, raming his cock right deep in my tight little pussy slamming my back on the wall! I'm cumming all over his cock again AGAIN! Kissing me he slowly. The ring suspended from her neck swung down, it glistened in the moonlight, and as she stood up it reentered its hiding spot between her monstrous tits.In her hand was a pair of my boxers, bringing them to her face she pressed them to her nose using both hands and took in an audible inhale through her nose, then exhaled with a pleasurable sigh. Her hand left her face and slid down her neck. As she arched her back, and her hair fell behind her back perpendicular to the floor, her hand continued. He was acutely aware of firm breasts pressed into his ribs. She was about a head shorter than him – her cheek nestled just at his shoulder and he could rest his chin on the top of her hair. The scent of her hair, the feel of her face pressed into his chest, the soft-firm roundness of her breasts, all conspired to make him aware of his own anatomy. With regret, he pulled back from her in order to look into her face but his hands remained on her shoulders. ‘I’ve got it! We’ll ride to town –. She was groaning and writhing while impaled on Bronson's stiff pole, her cunthole now filled with titanium. Marcus jiggled the club around inside Dia's pussy and she groaned with pleasure, shouting that she was cumming. He held the golf club steady as Bronson continued bouncing her ass on his prick meat. She threw her head back in intense pleasure as her holes were stuffed up, screaming that she was cumming hard.When Marcus pulled the club from her cunthole I pulled her off Bronson's cock.