Interestingly, in all three pictures, she wasn’t holding a phone, indicating she wasn’t the one to take the pictures. In the first one she was biting her lip looking directly into the camera, standing straight up and holding her huge breasts in each hand, her right hand seemingly absentmindedly playing with her nipple. Her legs were slightly crossed in her pose, emphasizing her amazing hourglass figure. She practically screamed, ‘come here and take me’ with the photo. The second one juicy was her sitting on some sort of elegant queen-size bed, with her legs spread wide open to call attention to her exposed labia. It wasn’t fully exposed, given one of her hands, the hand that wasn’t on the bed to accentuate her pose, was on her clit, seemingly rubbing herself off as she took the picture. Once again, her eyes were glued to the camera, although this time her mouth was in an ‘O’ shape in a convincing display of her really getting into what she was doing. Her eyes could burn a hole through solid steel, and there was only one word blazed across those eyes - ‘lust.’ The third one was her on the same bed, only this time she was on her knees , looking back at the camera from behind. In this picture, she went all out - once again, one hand was supporting her on the bed, but the other was busy stuffing herself with a toy that looked like it should have been too large for her to handle, and there was even a training toy in her ass too. Her face was contorted, mid-scream, and you could see her juices coming out of her entrance and beginning to go down her thighs, departing her shapely, enticing ass. I could barely stop staring long enough to notice she sent another message afterwards, no doubt written with orgasm smugness and an air of victory. Here’s your reward. ;) You’ll get more when the deed is done. Who knows? If you manage to fully convert her, I would be down for a cum threesome… I decided not to reply. Number one, I wouldn’t be able to top what I saw. Holly was devious and stopped at nothing to get what she wanted, and god damn if she wasn’t good at it. It felt like I had a raging hard-on for the remainder of the entire movie, which seemed to go on and on, until finally, after hours of me not paying attention, the credits started to roll and Jerome shut it off. After the movie, Chris and Jerome talked for a bit too long, to my immense doggystyle discomfort, and just when I thought I wasn’t able to wait any longer, Jerome admitted he needed to get to bed. The two of us remaining watched Jerome head upstairs, then Chris turned to me. “Enjoyed the movie, hon?” he asked sarcastically. “My mind was elsewhere for a lot of Hardcore it.” I answered flatly. “Ah. Right.” he replied, adjusting himself. “Do you want to talk about it?” “I’m good,” I responded. The answer is yes, in part, and cum then I heard you play, and I stand by the quote. I considered seeing another show but I really had my heart set on that Robert Redford movie so I decided to wait. "But I did have large, puffed-out nipples when I was 18. His words doggystyle was on the border line of being explicit juicy enough so that the sword would hold me to the literal meaning. orgasm We ended up falling in love, Hardcore but we couldn’t get married, so he legally adopted me so that we could go places together. She squealed about my nipple. Then I remembered that I was already dead and in hell, and that was an odd comfort. This day was so wild. "EH! “Am I interrupting?” a horribly familiar voice came from the doorway.