Her legs are spread wide, pussy pink, swollen and quivering. The boy throws her legs over his shoulders, bending down between her thighs. He can smell...the strong scent of her cunt, and it makes him want her that much more. Her nether lips are pressed together, begging for him to lick them. He kisses them gently, sending thrills up her spine.“Ohh...” she sighs, tossing her head back.Brock slowly licks from the bottom up to the top, nudging her clit. He slides his mouth muscle as far into her as. The sniper scopes revealed that both women swam nude and the water was clear enough to make out some detail. "Not bad looking for machines," Sleeper mused.Bartlett glowered at his subordinate and continued to monitor the swimmers, waiting for an appropriate moment to terminate their existence."Assuming that they are machines," Sleeper added."What else could they be?" People?" Emily implied they'd only use machines so as to avoid human casualties." Maybe they're running out of the dumb bastards. His wife ritualistically unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down. She caressed his penis but it was throbbing, he didn't need much help. When he entered me it was rough. I screamed into the gag and everyone broke into hysterical laughter. Craig even stopped and smiled, but not for long. He had intercourse with me more roughly than I ever imagined possible. Each stroke seemed to burn itself into my insides. I looked up once into his eyes and saw a terrible fury there. When he was done He. Finally she toppled off of me and landed with her head at my knee, cradling my thigh as she came down. Surely she now would take care of me. When she finally recovered she crawled back up to me with a smile. “Wow,” she trembled, “That was amazing. You’ve done that before, haven’t you?” I shook my head, still afraid to speak. “Yes you have. When my boyfriend went down on me for the first time, it was nothing like that.” She smiled at me with that dazed post-orgasm look and then she kissed me..