Liam held onto her ass and guided her body up and down on his cock. "Fuck!" she cried out, overcome with pleasure. She placed her hands on his chest and tried to ride him, but he was so big and felt so good, she could barely move. "Fuck...me.." she whined to Liam. He grabbed her hands and began to rapidly piston his cock up into her wet, warm pussy. She moaned loudly, it sounded like music to his ears. Liam grabbed her bouncing tits anal as well, only stopping to suck hard on her nipples. "L-Liam...I'm g-g-gonna cum~" she whined, as he continued to fuck her hard, she eyes rolling back. He flipped her over so she was laying on the bed and held her legs up before fucking her pussy even harder than before. "Fuck, you're so good, May." he breathed. It wasn't long before May came. She was moaning so loudly that the whole neighborhood could hear her as his warm cum spilt out of her pussy. "Picture..." she panted, pointing to her pants that were lying on the floor. "Take...a picture of...my pussy..." she asked. Liam stayed inside her for a moment before pulling out to grab her phone. He snapped a picture of her cum-filled twat and showed her how she looked. She laughed at how tight her pussy was in the photo, cum lining her legs. "Damn...can we go again?" After about 2 weeks of not speaking with Tom at all, I found myself in a situation where I was curious about what had happened. My thoughts went back to the couple weeks prior, where Tom "taught me" what a "girls pussy" tastes like when it cums, and I had mixed feelings about it. I hadn't told anyone, and none of the others in the neighborhood confronted me about it, so I Hardcore don't think Tom told anyone either. Still, I saw Tom every day as he walked or drove past my house, and he hadn't really paid much gagging attention to me, almost as if nothing happened. One day, I was outside with a couple friends, when he walked by. One of the neighborhood kids that didn't like me was out there, causing trouble, but a few of my friends and I brushed it off. When Tom walked by and saw what was happening, we made eye blowjob contact. I made a pleading gesture as he was a popular, older kid who could have shut him down with a quick word, but instead he just brushed me off and kept walking. I felt as though he didn't like me anymore, as I thought we were friends, so after cumshot an hour when my other friends went home, I walked a couple blocks to his house and knocked on the door. His sister answered, and I told her I was there for Tom. She said I could go up to his room, so I did. On my way to third period, cumshot I pulled out of the press of students Lizaveta and apologized for all the names I'd called her. Even though Holly had covered her teeth with her lips, it wasn't enough to keep Karen from gasping and throwing her head back when Holly bit down, latching on. I was just about to look for Troy when I walked through the Hardcore living room. They started with Brooke’s underwear. Quite a boring week really, nothing special happened at all, other than Vicky rang and asked us if we would like to go to a newish club in Nottingham with her on the Saturday night. The “Play room” as I called it was down a short corridor with a short flight of stairs downward but the anal far door was open and light flooded into the far room by the skylight so it was not in the least intimidating. Sandy wanted this to last and pulled back and lightly ran her tongue over her labia and up to her clit. Cara: I know, but I would really like if we could. I was stunned at the disgusting taste and thought I would vomit right onto their cocks but somehow I didn’t. The cocks seemed to do a weird dance in my mouth first both stroking in together then out, then one would stroke in and out then the other would stroke in and out. I moved lower. I slapped him hard on one of his ass cheeks. Her pussy is even wetter than before and mixed with my pre-cum it smells even more exciting than before. That afternoon, Gloria showed up for her daughter with a bit of a stressed expression on her face. "Now now all in time, just relax. It stays there with no effort. My son and Master must be really pissed at you if he will not let me console you. I wanted it, I wanted to swallow all of the sperm I could. All blowjob the eyes in the room were on me. All the guys down there we’re at least Randy’s age or older. She didn't even speak any English at this point, so communication had gagging been difficult, but they had found a way to manage. Evan held his hands up and Isabelle crumpled to the ground, then turned around to lean her back against the wall. Ben really was working hard. It’s what Ian had always worn. “If word gets out, my father could be ruined.”