Threw the cunt on the floor, fucking her from behind, pulling open her mouth, fishhooking the bitch, spitting in her mouth. SWALLOW! Taking my cock ou... of the cunt and banging it up her ASS.Put my foot on her face, grabbed with my hand her both arms, twisted them on her back, HAMMERING her ASS with my COCK, shoving my fingers of my other hand in her TWAT! Fucking really hard. The bitch was moaning, screaming, begging to let go, STOP IT PLEASE, HELL NO!The fuckmeat's cunt was tightening up and. Etc, etc, etc. So of course I knew there was a man being used the same way I have been used and as soon as that show ends I imagine is me . . . . . That particular show had more to go because it seems that the “fuckers” had to change for new “fuckers”. The “fuckee” was the same. I don’t think he was changed. I hoped that my mistress Nancy was counting so that she could give me a count later to see who got more fucks. Oh yeah, I was in competition now. I wanted to be known as the marathoner of. . I can do this... rubs faster... harder... Chris aka Tendal says:which will bring other interesting places within range of my lipsChris aka Tendal says:aaccccckTigana says:it was a curl up... laughs... seeeeChris aka Tendal says:flicks tongue out and drives it against your pearl to distract youTigana says:moans louder... clenching my thighs around your head... Chris aka Tendal says:then sliding one hand from in front of your legs I bring it to your treasure and start stroking your inner lips. “You want this,” he teased, reaching with his free hand to the hem of her denim shirt. His calloused hand slid beneath the fabric and up her stomach. Goose bumps bubbled along her skin at his touch. A whimper let out of her lips. “It’s written all over your face.” Leah refused to nod or shake her head, she simply stood there, devouring the feel of his hand. His fingers slid up to the underwire of her old and unflattering bra that was a bit too small for her. He pushed underneath the wire and.