"EACH CLUB Hardcore HAS VOLUNTEERED THEIR MOST VOLUPTUOUS BABES TO WHO WOULD GO THE FURTHEST TO SACRIFICE THEIR BOOBS TO WIN THE BOOB BASH. THE WINNING CLUB TAKES POSSESSION OF ALL THE WOMEN!!!" "WHOMPA, WHOMPA," Animal revved the Harley and popped the clutch, squealing the rear tire as the front end lurched off the ground propelling Pinkie forward with enormous force. "AHHHHHHH" Pinkie cried out as the bike lifted her up and whirled her straight doggy style into the arena, straight her breasts leading the charge straight towards the Renegade redhead. Her heart is pounding as they charge the opposing motorcycle, the crowd cheering and yelling as the Kamikaze's pour on the speed. "WHOOOSH!!" they brush past the other bike, nearly colliding. "FUCK HER TITS!!! RAM HER TITS OFF!!" shout the bikers, as two go at it. "JERK FASTER" yells Pinkie, as Animal rapidly rotates the handlebars sending Pinkie's tits sloshing back and forth as he revs up again. "OKAY, EVERYONE'S WATCHING NOW, DO A WINDMILL," he commands her pov as he pulls out again with a patch of rubber and pops another wheelie as he accelerates the big bike. "WIND M I L L!!" Pinkie cries out as she rotates her shoulders sending her huge paps a swinging in circles like lassos in a rodeo. Her leather pull cords whipping around and around until they are passed "WHOOOSH!!!" by the other motorcycle again as the crowd roars. Animal brings the bike down and slams on the brakes, skidding almost into the crowd - where bikers reach out, grabbing and pawing at Pinkie as she regains control of her senses. "NOW FOR THE DUELING POWER BOOB BATTLES," he commands as they turn around and head into the center of the ring where the other bikes are facing each other, butting face-to-face, tire to tire. "KAMAKAZE!!" cries Pinkie as she leans forward as they charge into the battle, her breasts serving as bumpers as they collide into the Hells Angles bike. Pinkie's boobs mash into the hooded girl's breasts and the forks of the two bikes cross - pushing the girls into each others blowjob face. As we got near one end of the beach we saw the 2 pov young girls from the supermarket; they’d not been in the supermarket that morning and I’d flashed their doggy style blowjob male replacements. Three loads within half an hour, I'm impressed myself. But where the fuck does it leave me, man? It’s unfair.” Okay, the skirt was so light that I hardly knew I had it on, but I certainly knew when I didn’t have it on. It missed my head by inches. This put her body over the edge, and back arched as she screamed out in climax. He waited for a second and then slowly pushed his fully hard nine inches in till his balls slapped Hardcore against my pussy. She knots her fists and grips his hair pulling his head lower. “Like what?” “They arrived!” It was all that adult, responsible stuff that took time away from having fun with Clint. I was nervous...very...and wanted things to cool down. it totally disappeared into her. could you go catch a shower . . . I got skinny, well, except my chest." He started necking her, and moved down to her breasts he pulled down the straps of her tank top revealing her strapless yellow lace bra, he pulled the cup down and freed her hefty breasts. He told me sacrificing my orgasm today straight would be a growing point for me toward becoming a “sexual control diva”. “Mom, hello.” She said while I stared at him for a few seconds before I looked at her to see her looking at me, then him them me. When I mentioned it to Jon he told me that as we had a guest it didn’t matter this time, but we would when we came back.