She really deserves a pretty prize.Prof. Peter is curious at this try-out. Who will execute which warm women's wishes at whom?------------------------...---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stimulated by his warm words, Stella Maris rises to the occasion. "Surprise! I want my prize."Stella Maris pulls Marina's head up by her hair. Marina falls on his face. Opens her long labia.Stella Maris bounces up and down. Holds his. The finger poking at her rear hole made her quiver with excitement, yet she knew she shouldn't be feeling that way."Does Frank fuck you there?" Mrs. Anderson asked. "I bet you love it up the ass. Slut." No - no he doesn't," Sara stammered. She wasn't that kind of girl. And Frank wasn't the kind of guy."But you love it. You love it up the ass, don't you Sara. Don't you - you hot blooded slut?"The pudgy finger wormed its way up her bottom. It forced the truth from Sara's tightly clenched lips.. Words like fire burning in her eyes, ‘rape, whore, prostitute, used up’, that was her. That was who she was now. Her bangs plastered against her forehead as she wept focusing with all her might not to cry aloud. More than anything else, she just wanted to be in Phil’s arms, to tell her she was sorry, and for him to tell her it was okay.There, at last, she caught her breath. Phil. Maybe it could be okay. He loved her, she loved him. He could take her away from all of this. They could go anywhere. . deeper and deeper and deeper. Jessie gave a shudder of delight at the feel of this wonderful, erectile invasion.For Bryce it felt just magical to have his swelling knob pressing at the door of Jessie’s body. He pressed that dick in just ever so slightly then pulled it out again. He did this a few times as he relished the exquisite feel of Jessie’s inner pussy lips wrapping themselves around his hard rod. After that he just let his penis sink softly in to its full depth then just let it bounce.