“Don’t hold back on my account.”“But you’re having a monster lick you,” she protested. “A male monster.”“A construct,” I groaned. ...��No real different than using a dildo. And he’s so wonderful. Yes, you are. Whose my good pussy licker?”Cú Mheá barked then lapped even harder at my pussy.I gasped, shuddering. My big tits jiggled as I squirmed. I squeezed them together with my hands, massaging their pillowy softness. My nipple rings flashed at the summit in the firelight as I squirmed. My toes. Then I tried to kiss her juicy lips but she turned back and said to press her boobs hard.After some minutes she pressed my balls so hard that they could have blasted and I asked what the fuck happened? She said press me hard in a horny voice and then I started to press them so hard that started to moan in loud voice. As I kissed on her neck she stood up and went downstairs and now I was thinking that my mousi is such a dirty bitch.Then it was around 10 pm when the baratees came and my mom told. College saved us both from that - but our relationship was a mess when we both left home for college ten months or so earlier.I figured he was coming over just to say hello and see what came next. I swore off any more sex with Josh for a few reasons we don't need to get into. The point is that sex wasn't on my mind or in my thoughts when he came over that day. He had a strange smile on his face, strange to all except me since I'd seen him smile that same smile many times before. This was his. Inch by inch he lowered her and in the same small increments, his cock disappeared into her cunt until his whole length to his root was inside of her, far deeper than he had been before. Jacqui gasped and rocked her hips in an abandon, her head thrown back, her hair cascading down her back.Charles began to fuck her then, slowly increasing his pace, bodily lifting Jacqui’s weight, her knees leaving the bed as his hips arched underneath her. She was rapidly approaching her climax, her breath.