Those were the last words I could muster, before blinding pleasure overwhelmed me. I wrapped my legs around him once again, as Carter pounded my tight pussy, and he only seemed to be gaining momentum, as we continued. “God, you’re so tight.” Finally, he slowed down for a moment. He was already on the verge of cumming, and I needed just a slight respite, or else I knew I would be sore the next day. However, it became clear that that was going to happen no matter what, as he picked up speed, yet again. My wetness drenched his manhood, as my first orgasm took hold, and my nails poked right through his sheets. When I finally came back down to earth, I held him closer and leaned up to his ear. “Do you like how tight I am, because I love how thick you pigtails are.” I knew it wouldn’t fuck be much longer before this fuckfest went from pleasurable to sore, so I needed to help him along. It worked, and he only fucked me rough harder after that, his teeth grinding as he came closer. “Pour it out. I want your cum,” I told him, now growing closer, myself. I needed to get the timing just right, and so, as I saw the climax building up inside of Carter, I told him one last thing. “You’ll be pouring your cum inside of a married woman.” That was all he needed, and just as the warmth of his cum filled me to the brim, I felt myself cumming as well. My back arched as all my feelings overwhelmed me. It wasn’t just the rush of my orgasm, but also how receptive I felt, once again. I loved how it made me feel, not just to cum with him, but to feel all of him pouring out, inside of me. “That’s… that’s perfect.” We Never Knew Part 2: Sophie “Dylan, we need to break up!” I said to my boyfriend after our nine-month relationship. “Why baby? Did I do something wrong? Please don’t do this. I’ll to whatever it takes to keep this alive.” “I’m sorry but it’s over. Goodbye Dylan.” I said as I walked out the door and called a taxi home. I didn’t want my sister to know my secret of why I really broke up with Dylan so I rubbed my eyes to make them red and fake cried with I came home. “Dylan broke my facefuck heart tonight!” I cried in my sister’s arms. Step one complete I thought because she totally bought it. I should tell you my plan. I broke up deepthroat with Dylan because I think I’m either bi-sexual or lesbian and I fell in love with someone else… my own sister Chloe. Lissa just gazed into her eyes and remained silent. It was early morning now and she told me she probably needed to go home. Emily, that girl I was just on the phone with, she got me back on my feet, prepared me to come have fun at the con after my breakup. A surge of lust facefuck chemicals made Evan's brain spasm, flashing perverse images of his little sister getting it on with the fuckin' redhead in a dressing room. She froze deepthroat a second time and gasped as if she had seen a 10 inches monster. It’s so hot that steam is coming from both of our bodies and all I want to do is suck on her neck and fuck her back just as ferocious. I didn't give you anything." I made my way through the knee-high grass until I arrived at a barbed wire fence. JULIA She knew where all of my sensitive, pressure points were because she had them too. That feels good” Nick yelled out at the first contact of Ashley’s tongue on his cock. How he could have had me dancing only for him. Next were Mom and Dad with Nick and Victoria. Her legs were spread wide open with Emily now sitting between her knees. “It should for you. Risk, or lose out. Linda felt desperate. rough ” "Oh, are you trying to steal me away from Donnie?" she laughed. They both cried out, as Jordan shot load after load of cum into her tight pussy. You didn't have to tell him that," my wife chided me strongly. Stars, little sparks that flared and died, danced before my eyes. She looked me intensely in the eyes for a few seconds then moved the popcorn bowl and twisted around until she could lay on her back across my lap, her head was resting on the end of the sofa. I pigtails left and shut the door I wasn’t 10 paces away before I heard with distant crackle of his radio. I might’ve said something back, were I not marveling at how good he felt inside me. Over the past three days, I’d taken countless men, but the only person Brandon could compare to, was Mistress herself. "Not so fast, Professor…" James said, smiling lecherously, "You may ask for one fuck thing, and one thing only. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was laying on the sofa watching television. He reached down and stroked her pink clit, eliciting an even stronger breathy moan from Lesley.