Once I opened the door and entered the room, the counterman closed it from behind me. All the walls had shelves, and each had a certain theme. Plenty of bondage material, lots of graphic sexual torture and a curious shelf dedicated to tapes with obscene religious imagery. At the wall behind me and beside the door, there were two shelves dedicated to bestiality porn, and that was varied in itself. There were a fair number of Asian porn with octopuses, horses and mares, pigs, bulls and, of course, dog porn. Luckily for me there were as much dog on woman as there were dog on man tapes. “Bless you, Matt,” I thought to myself. I only had one tape, so I took the time Hardcore Sex to review each back cover to find the best one for me. A perfect option would involve a dog of roughly Baxter’s size, and I found just the one. The dog was actually bigger, and it pornstars had a monstrous cock to accompany too, but the video had everything: the man sucking the dog’s cock and then getting fucked in various positions. One of the images on the back even had the man fucking the dog’s ass while another man fucked him. Perhaps that was too wild for me to do, but I was curious to see it anyway. I grabbed the cover in my hands and felt my cock stretching the fabric of my pants. I’ve been half hard ever since I left work to come here, but now that I have what I want in my hands the adrenaline and horniness was almost enough for me to unzip my fly and cum right there, staring at the pictures in the back of the cover. I had no time to lose, though, if I wanted to watch it right away, because my girlfriend Ann would certainly crash at my place after she was finished with work. So I put the tape under my armpit, clumsily rearranged my dick in my pants, then finally took the tape out of its original cover and put in the empty one I carried, just as the counterman instructed, then left the room. “You name, please?” The counterman asked me as he reached for a pen. I stuttered for a quick second and then answered, “Brent Talcott.” In hindsight, I have no idea why I chose the name of a real person, and someone I knew at that, but it didn’t matter then, I haven’t seen Brent - Ann’s ex, and a lifelong friend of mine - in years. “Okay, Brent,” he answered. As he hovered the tip of the pen on top of the record book, he looked back at me and added, “Just so you know, we’re going to call Matt after you leave and ask him about you. If you’re lying to us, you will be banned from renting other tapes.” I swallowed cold and stuttered “Will! Sorry, it’s William Hendershot, then.” He Big Dicks smiled back at me. “That was a joke. Matt fell for that too when he first came here, you and him are the few who are using your real names, as far as I’m aware. You can call me Dominic, by the way.” That bastard. Dominic then wrote “William Hendershot” in the book with the current date, followed by a comma and Teen Sex “Mattison Curry” next. “All done. That’ll be fifteen then, Will.” I paid him in cash, grabbed the tape and waved goodbye. “You must return blowjob it in up to one week. This hot delight that surged down me. My balls grew tighter as Teen Sex a fresh load of cum was in them. I soaped the cloth and felt around until I found her. As the orgasm subsided once more he used his free hand to anchor to him and he stood. I lay down on my back with my legs apart. I ground my hips back against his loins. After he let me wash Big Dicks up, Kasim wanted to…he wanted to lick my pussy and he…” Hardcore Sex Layla’s eyes snapped shut in disgust as she remembered the pleasure coursing through her veins. She was nervous and wiggled on the chair, “It's embarrassing... I had the paparazzi flooding the University of Washington all eager to catch pictures of me getting wild with pornstars various women. I could not take it anymore, my mind was running wild picturing all her different fantasies she just shared with me. blowjob My mother suddenly yelled at me, ‘COVER MY PHOTO!’ But this was way more intense. “Yeah, yeah,” she waved me off. “Like that,” I smirked to both of them.