How beautiful and slutty she looked, with her master's cock pressed lovingly against her, or d****d over her head from behind, the head between her ma...cara'ed eyes.She loved attacking him lovingly from behind as soon as he walked in, pressing her ample tits into his back and reaching around to grab his cock, wagging it, whipping it in circles, lifting and dropping it and squeezing it so hard he would cry out. She never tired of it, cock and balls, balls and cock. I didn't mind, I was almost as. Ek roz usne mera phone check kar liya jisme sex stories thi gf ko negro se chudwaane ki aur woh mere saamne bhadak gayi ki ye sab kya phadte rehte ho. Maine kisi bhi tarah usse mana liya ki koi na aaj se ni padhunga. Thodi der baad woh mujhe ek sapna batati hai jisme kuch log usko kaise ek ke baad ek chodte hain aur woh randiyon ki tarah ek ke baad ek sabse chudti hai.Main samajh gaya tha ki yeh randi hi hai aur kitna maza aayega agar kisi hapshi se iska bf banaya jaaye.Maine baat aage badhayi. Surely the Priest-Kings would heed his prayersand not deny him in his time of need?* * * * *The 'Bob' wasn't here, the 'Bob' wasn't here. Kur-Charlie searched everyscreaming female figure again, snuffling each one's distinctive scentbut there was no 'Bob' to be found. It trampled over dead bodies andbadly-wounded survivors and blood and intestines and brains back andforth across the room, keening in confusion. The 'Arrass' had said the'Bob' would be here, where was the 'Bob'...Charlie finally. . Something else happened. Specifically, someone lifted my cock to a vertical position, rubbed it along someone's pussy lips (I'm not discounting the idea that there was more than woman involved, since I know that several thumped down the stairs), seated it at her opening -- and whoever owned the pussy proceeded to impale herself on it with a soft grunt, followed by a soft, "Holy shit!" I agreed, more or less; it was pretty good from my end. I couldn't SEE anything but ass cheeks and pussy, so.