“You’re just try’na make me do it! Have it your way..” The hand around Elia’s throat slipped away, which was a relief until she felt her woefully misguided, horribly misinterpreting ‘considerate’ sex partner begin to pull his knees forward, squirming over her tits. His knees sunk into the plush, malleable cushion of the seat on either side of her neck. Straddling her face, Chad positioned his cock – a pecker could rival any wine bottle in circumference – up against her mouth. “Time for the throatfucking you hoes love so much. Open up, bitch, or.. or I’ll smack ‘ya again.” His voice faltered at the end. She heard it, and figured that he must’ve run out of lines ripped off the script of a piece of hardcore pornography. Elia watched the gears turn behind his eyes as his own narrative of how much of a ‘whore’ she was and how ‘whores’ love to be roughed up sprouted hairline fractures. Reluctantly, she dropped her lower lip. “Can’t get my dick in there, bitch. Wider!” Chad jeered down at her. This time, he didn’t trust her to do as she instructed. She felt him reach up, take a fistful of pink hair, twist, black and punch back into the plush velour upholstering hard enough that Elia felt a couple dozen fibers of hair snap away from her scalp. At the same time, he pulled down on her chin with the other hand and barged his wine bottle girth in between big the fuckhole he made for himself. Elia felt her lips stretch so wide that they clung to his shaft through sheer friction. Inch after inch of this kid’s cock piledrove down into her gurgling throat, all the while Elia stared up at him with a panic-stricken expression. If Chad was so apathetic about his regrettable dicking technique, this kid better realize that she needed to breath every now and then. With both hands full of her locks – hair that might as well just as soon be handles for her head instead of the carefully maintained part of her style – Chad settled into threesome a throat-reaming rhythm where each jut forward blowjob of his hips called up an unseemly croak up out of Elia’s throat. “Your pussy got loose after a while, but this hole ain’t ‘gonna quit!” exclaimed the gleeful teen. Elia was happy for him and his discovery. She, meanwhile, was trying to draw in as much air as possible through her nose when Chad reared back for another gut-punching thrust (this time from the other side). Inside of the first dozen thrusts, Elia had blew a waterfall of frothy throatslop around Chad’s girth that spilled down over her chin and flowed like a river down between her enormous, mountainous tits “Gl-urch, gl-urch, gl-urch..” gurgled the victim of Chad’s relentless skullfuck. Fistfuls of her hair were tightened tits and twisted. Chad’s nuts twatted the outside of her throat while his dick battered the inside of it. I opened my legs to a young woman who sat opposite me and just stared at my pussy when she realised she could see it. Mom is going to die seeing this” I asked why, and she said that she has been bugging her mom to get a bigger one for a long time, but Jackie couldn’t see the need for it, since the other one worked good, as it is. When we got inside, Jackie saw what it was. Right now, you’re threesome thinking: “This can either go one of two ways: she’ll get the guy big because he’s secretly attracted to her, or she’ll just straight-up fuck him.” The audience rippled with laughter. “Can we do more?” William said. “Well if your trying clothes on I am going for a lie down.” I said following them upstairs. Which I found days later with a repeat on the stairwell. He began to get an idea of black where Ashley’s statements were leading. Scarlett was the bartender, after checking the girl’s ID she was extremely welcoming to her. Jennifer was looking right at her and Nicole knew she had been with tits her in her memory. Limping out, Flynn made his way through the tunnels, trying his best to blowjob avoid the fighting by heading the other way when the sounds of battle grew too loud. Crystal’s eyes open wide when the cold slimy tentacle lands on her ass.