As Lace felt the two steel rods within her pulse and throb the first molten eruption exploded in her ass, Maria’s growl, strong and dominant rumbling amateurs out of her throat as she pumped a thick virile load into Lace’s little pink star, each liquid pulse shooting thick hot strands into a growing lake of cum deep within her ravished body. Zu’gar watched the moment of absolute hedonism play across Maria’s face and as her own began, her needs got the better of her. With a snarl she brought her hand up to Maria’s neck, gripping her and pulling her forward. mature Maria, surprised to be dragged forward parted her lips to rumble her protest, but instead found Zu’gar’s full lips pressed tight to hers and she opened into it, hot and eager, the two sharing a private sexually-charged kiss, tongues mingling and prominent canines clicking as they made out, each now over the edge with no chance of returning. Lace tasted nothing but her own spit and Zu’gar’s meaty cock as she felt it pulsing in her throat, the Orc’s massive pent up load being spent in the girl in such a way that swallowing was mandatory, the creamy Orc-cum being pumped directly into her stomach leaving her with no option but to accept it, her weak ravaged body grateful of the drink even as, once again, she began to run low on air. Zu’gar and Maria maintained their erotic kiss over Lace’s flushed and writhing body until both were finished, the girl between them nothing more than a vessel for their seed, a tool for their pleasure, a toy to play with. “Ugh… Fuck…” Maria breathed as the kiss broke, her eyes half-lidded as she took a half step back, Lace’s legs going weak as, with an audible slick sound, her large softening cock was pulled free, the twitching length coated in lube and freshly spent Orc cum, “I think she blacked out…” Zu’gar grunted in sudden awareness and drew herself back, the spent python of her cock pulling free with a long drawn out groan from Lace who coughed, a few strands of spit and cum spilling out onto her top lip. With a smirk Zu'gar reached down and gripped the base of her meaty glistening shaft, raising the still mostly hard length and slapping it a few times against Lace’s cheek drawing a amateur sharp gasp from the girl as her eyes fluttered suddenly opened, her breath coming fast and shallow. “She’s fine…” Zu’gar snorted, dragging the slick tip of her cock along Lace’s top lip, collecting the cum there and feeding it back into the girl's mouth, feeling as she instinctively licked it clean. Maria grinned some and pulled her shirt down back over her heavy tits, her own blowjob thick aroused nipples standing out against the fabric as she let out a low, satisfied sigh, “That was so fucking good… So fucking good. Guess you want me to leave you two alone now, huh?” Zu’gar raised an eyebrow for a moment, about to reply, but her eyes were drawn down to Lace as she let out a quiet little murmur, arching her back languidly. “Didn’t hear that…” Zu’gar said, leaning in close so she could listen as Lace whispered in her ear, “Mmhm… Mm? Ah…” “What did she say?” Maria asked, tossing her head back so that her long dark dreads followed, the well-kept locks settling down her spine. “She said, ‘I can’t believe that pussy is bowing out after round one.’” Zu’gar passed on with a wolfish smile, her eyes gleaming in the low light of the room. Maria pursed her lips and looked down at the sprawling, exhausted human, her face a mess of spit, cum and smeared makeup, her complexion blotchy, her neck and wrists already showing the early signs of bruising, not to mention how sore her ass and throat must be, soothed only by the masses of Orc cum now pooled within her. But at the same time, Maria noticed, the little things untouched cock was still hard as steel, twitching in beat with her quickened heart and, as Maria’s gaze sought out Lace’s own, she saw the mirth, the lust and the challenge that somehow seemed to convey the message, ‘that all you got, punk?’. “Swap?” Zu’gar suggested, already stepping around the table, her hands caressing over one of Lace’s pale but thick thighs as she moved. “Pff. Why the fuck not?” Maria laughed, the sound sending a shiver of delight through Lace’s battered body. This was the life. Sara’s story actually fast-forwards into my senior year of college. Sara was a year older than me and went to a school on the total opposite side of the state. From that statement only one true question can arise. How and where did I meet Sara? It was Saturday night and my boys and I were in our apartment playing video masturbation games and pre-game drinking for the night we had planned. I was the second oldest out of my two best friends in college. My best friend was the oldest and our roommate which later on become another best friend of mine was the youngest. The drive to our favorite club was approximately 40 minutes from our campus. Over the following years, Travis and Margaret fell in love and were married when she was sixteen and Travis was nineteen. She tended to skimp on the details and fill the void with trivia amateurs or mature useless facts. Margaret picked up the pencil and pretended to take notes. I just relaxed and concentrated on the feeling of her lips on me. She moved down my stomach and toward my penis. You're so easy to talk to. He still buried his dick in her pussy to the base with every thrust, but he now also squeezed and pinched her tits. “Are you two decent?” She asks. I made stops at my parents' house and my apartment to get a few things. Most of the men were naked and about 75 percent amateur of the women were as well. Thank God. Juliana leaned in close and surprised Newlyn by giving him a great big tight hug and said, "I am so sorry." Looking down at his beautiful sister, Miguel drew in a deep breath. God, he knew exactly what to do. You're just a sissy slut. I tried to experiment a bit and blowjob tried to get the jet to fill me up but I couldn’t manage it. Slowly recovering, he looked at his watch and realized he had better get home and change or else Katie would catch him with his cock out . . . ABORT. He went over to her and said something rough and she steeled herself and came around to my side. The material is gathered to hang to the floor, then tucked into the cord (or petticoat, if it is used), then it is wrapped around the body and tucked with pleats added, then draped over the shoulder. No petting or having their ears rubbed for the rest of the night? Wendy sits up on the table. I smiled at him, I guess she has a point. Kyle’s hand slid around my thigh…his thumb finding my clit as I moved his shaft up and down in me. At the airport masturbation we sailed straight through the V.I.P. entrance and James stopped the car right next to daddy’s plane.