I loved watching Carol getting fucked. I hated watching Carol fuck. I needed to watch Carol fuck.Carol's head rolled back, her eyes looking blindly ...nto a world of pure sexual pleasure. Her body was bright red, mouth gaping, lips pursed, nipples impossibly erect and hard, thrusting up to meet every plunge of Tom's cock. Her hips were driving his cock deeper and deeper.The smell of Carol's sex filled my nostrils with a thrilling feeling. I was looking at Carol in the most aroused state I. ”This turned out to be true. The policemen – they always seem to come in twos – went through the events of yesterday, and Reg found he could tell them the story from his viewpoint at the time. He explained that he did not know what had happened to his attacker after the blow, until the ambulance crew told him the man was dead. He emphasised that he never at any time envisaged killing the man; merely tried to disable him to prevent the attack going any further.“I was quite disturbed when they. At first I apologized, but after a while I only had enough "civilization" left in me to keep the photo shoot going. Besides, if Jenna didn't like the way I kept brushing up against her tits, she should move. What was she up to?"This is living up to my old fantasies so far," I thought to myself as the girls changed again. It started to surpass my fantasies when the girls both came out in black leather. Jenna told me Emily's boyfriend liked BDSM stuff and that they wanted to pose together for. I quickly became lost in the pleasure, I gave myself to him, and was his for the taking. Each movement of his cock brought me closer to orgasm, each motion, each thrust, made pre cum leak from my cock. I never knew a pleasure like this, to be fucked, to be taken. To feel his cock inside me, so deep inside me, filling me up, it was exctasy.Miguel began to breath harder now, I could feel his orgasm building also. Each thrust, each powerful thrust had passion, had purpose. He was going to cum.