Her jaw went slack as she thrust deep, fingers curling and pressing against that perfect spot. Again and again, Marissa thrust and pressed, gasping an... moaning as she watched the wanton woman in the mirror become a needy slut. She wanted to be fucked. Needed it, like she needed air. Closing her eyes, Marissa imagined it was Benji's fingers, his hand on her tit, driving her mad. She created his voice in her head, encouraging her with filthy suggestions, fantasizing about his hard, insistent cock. Rayf dropped to his knees, pushing hers apart, his hands reaching under her linen dress. With his hands now hidden by her dress, Olivia held her breath. She was truly powerless to his whims, his desires, his wishes, and it excited her. Her passions flamed in her fear. Her heart pounded. She breathlessly waited for Rayf’s next move. Rayf, sensing her arousal, lifted her leg and placed it over his shoulder. She felt the ball at the end of his pommel rub glide up her leg. She felt the chill of the. " was all Heath said laughing. Carl ran to his room swearing and sat down. "Stupid fucking whore!" he cursed aloud. "Fucking that big demon dick nigger!" Carl breathed he noticed that his own cock was hard He tried lay down on his bed thinking about Kelly one of the hot blond white girls at his school while jacking off. That image quickly disappeared and was replaced by Heath's huge black cock. Carl tried to think of something else but to no avail the more he thought about Heaths huge cock the. "No babe, I already told you! Not while I'm watching the game! You'll have to wait until half time!" he said shortly, annoyed by the fact that the sexual pull of her body held such influence over him now as he tried to focus on the TV. Now that he was starting to want to fuck again, however, the presence of her receptive curves so close by began chipping away at his focus on the action on screen."But Joshie, I wanna fuck now! Look how wet my little pussy is for you!" she teased, sliding a.