2008-Mar-31 - Kitty Karsen - Sexy Smoking

I’m a casual smoker. I’ll smoke sometimes when I’m with my friends but I won’t let anyone smoke in my car and I hate kissing guys after they smoke. However, when one of my members asked me to do a video of me smoking, I thought it would be fun. I had no idea there was such thing as a smoking fetish but I love to make my members fantasizes come true.

Click here to see the video clips of me smoking a cigarette. These are only the preview clips - visit my website to see the full length videos. I update my site every week with new pictures and videos so there’s always something new to see.

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2008-Mar-31 - Old man fucks teen girl

What do you get when you take a horny old guy in an adult bookstore with a very cute teen clerk? The answer is some great sex on the floor of the shop! This teen girl gobbles cock great and love his hard cock stuffed deep inside her tight little pussy.

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Big Boobs Club

Jean has never had black sausage before, especially not one this big. But she decides after a minute of sucking on it that she really likes it. She likes it so much that's all the dick she'll ever want fucking her.

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2008-Mar-31 - In Times Past

   The year does not matter. When one is fourteen, nothing much matters except being fourteen and enjoying to the full, those opportunities that life deems worthy of your participation in, at that precise moment in time.

    So it was, that fate that morning should have tossed Marion clean across the footpath right in front of me on my way to school. Not that she was overweight in any way I stress, she simply slipped on the icy footpath, sprawling face-downwards into quite deep snow. The least I could do was pick her up.

    Now when one loses one’s footing, leading to the humiliation of falling over, and especially in the case of a female, this detracts totally from any sense of outer elegance, denting entirely the victim’s dignity. In falling, her legs had splayed outwards and a momentary glimpse of some light-colored material beneath the gusset of her winter stockings had worked its unavoidable retinal magic. As I hooked my arm beneath hers in an effort to pull her to her feet, she reacted as one might expect a young school-girl to, thus affronted.

   “It’s OK, I’m fine thank you,” she gritted, seemingly less than grateful for my intercession.

    In falling, her satchel had slipped from her shoulders and now lay upturned in the snow which itself lay feet deep, drifted up against the school chain-wire fence. Dislodged from the confines of their leather protector, books, set squares, geometry equipment and her pencil-set were now strewn around her, their final resting places identified by multiple holes in the snow. In hindsight, the scene was not unlike the Titanic wreckage field. Retrieving her possessions in near silence, it was a case of neither of us knowing really what to say.

    Handing over her protractor, the last escapee, Marion half smiled.

  “Thanks,” she said “Sorry I was a bit gruff just now, I was really embarrassed.” I wondered for a moment if that included my up-skirt viewing option.

  “Oh, that’s alright,” I replied. “I’ve never seen you at school, what class are you in?….I’m Noel by the way.”  I added.

    Shaking gloved hands she told me her name and confided that it was in fact her first day there,  having transferred from Dartford Grammar. I had to suppress a grin, our soccer team having crunched the ?”Dartford invincibles”  five-nil the previous weekend.

    It wasn’t until we actually had gotten to school and had stowed our gear in the lockers that I was privileged to catch a glimpse of the real Marion, sans her winter outerwear, gloves, scarf and hat. It was worth the wait.

    Laughably inexperienced and with all the predatorial  instincts of  Bambi, I still could recognize a sexy young body when I saw one…and right then, I was definitely looking at one. Slim-hipped but with curves in all the right places, those bright blue eyes looked across the hallway at me from the prettiest of heart-shaped faces. A flawless complexion and full “why-not-try-me-now?” lips certainly dropped my anchor. I think I was in love with her before recess. Judging by several other boys’ double-takes however, I certainly wasn’t going to be having this all my own way. I figured I would keep one step ahead of the herd though and asked her if she would like to see me at lunch time. I think I noticed the beginnings of a blush. At least, I like to think I did!

    I couldn’t tell you what I had to eat that day but I remember with undiminished recall every last detail of that lunch period.

    Marion, having been billeted to 3B (British equivalent of 9th grade) whilst I was resident in 3A, meant that we were unable to sit at the same table. It didn’t stop me from looking across at her in-between mouthfuls though. I was encouraged by the fact that she was sharing her table with seven other girls however, rather than mixed company.

    Now the canteen in that school was colossal. One supposes that having to cater for almost seven hundred kids in two sittings, it had to be. We’re not talking prison food either. Steaming hot Shepherd’s pie, the width of the plate with vegetables, heated rolls with cheese followed by rhubarb or apple pie with as much fresh cream as you could take on board, together with just about any soft drink you care to name - and that was a bad day. You paid nothing for it either!

    I think it had been a roast chicken Tuesday. Shuffling now the remnants of my dessert around the plate, I noticed Marion about to get up. Informing the dorky sixth-form prefect at the head of our table that I had some assignment to complete, he waved me free to leave.

    I already had a spot picked out.

   At the northern end of one of the three enormous playgrounds, right alongside the tennis courts, sat the largest of oak trees that had probably been there when Oliver Cromwell was a lad. Around its huge base someone had thoughtfully constructed a circular seating arrangement that could probably have housed twenty children shoulder to shoulder. As it was, there was rarely ever more than half a dozen school-kids clustered around that tree at any one time. On this day  there was no-one.

    The air freezing but invigorating, I see it all now as clearly as I did that day. The great tree denuded of its leaves but with snow piled-up thickly at the confluence of its upper boughs. Icicles hanging like stalactites from the roofs of the Assembly Hall and Science block away to our left. Someone had painted the most beautiful vanilla sky also, that hung over the distant playing fields while more snow clouds were obviously building up in the east.

   As Marion talked I just looked at her. I could see the gentlest of curves beneath her woollen jumper and as she moved her arms to emphasize a point once in a while, their presence would be highlighted. I tried shifting my focus of concentration but at the back of my mind was the sexual awakening I had experienced with Ruth just eighteen months earlier and I simply wanted now to see Marion undressed. I think my hands betrayed my physical unrest and how sweet was the feeling when she took them in hers as she talked. So wide was the gulf at that moment between a young girl on the very fringes of maturity and a fourteen year old schoolboy with absolutely no control of either his emotions or his dictatorial hormonal urges.

    I have no idea whether the afternoon’s concluding periods included, Latin, Chemistry or French…all I remember are successive teachers shouting out “Pay Attention Noel,” their pleas falling on majorly distracted ears.

    When the final bell sounded at 4.10 p.m. darkness had fallen and I walked Marion to her bus stop, pointing out on the way my own home, not so very distant. I asked if she would like to come over at the weekend maybe. Her reply of “I’ll have to ask my dad,” was all I needed to hear. Obviously she wanted to.

    In contrast to the laissez-faire if not fully unhinged social dictates of the new millennium, fathers of small children and especially young girls in those days, had a keen interest in “sizing up”  the family environment  whenever any offer was made for a son or daughter to “come over” for a while. Before relinquishing the reins in any shape or form, at the very least, a phone call would be made to determine the family’s suitability to host their child for even the shortest of periods.

    Despite passing the preliminaries, Mr. Cardiff was adamant he wanted to “meet” me before granting his daughter leave to visit.  Accordingly my father agreed to pick her up the following Saturday morning at which time I might be “evaluated.”

    I had never been so well behaved.

   At the point I heard Marion’s mother whisper to her husband,  “He’s such a nice boy Arthur,” I figured I was on easy street. If only she could have known some of the thoughts I was having, looking at her daughter standing there in those figure hugging jeans. More than likely Mr. Cardiff already knew. He was staring at me, such as one might ponder a squashed ant.

  “We want her back no later than 9 p.m. sharp, alright?”  he barked. Dad assured him he would have her home on time.

     I was luckier than most.

    Our home, being adjacent to a huge park had meant that never in all my childhood had their ever been a shortage of options when friends came over.  Every holiday the enormous fairground set-up camp just a ten-minute walk from our rear fence, straight through the forest. Miniature train rides, large well-equipped playground, tennis courts, the Mansion House with its tea-rooms and lavish museum of middle-age weaponry. In Summer, firework displays and the motor boats and skiffs on the lake. Beautiful Olde English gardens to walk through and of course the enormous public swimming center with four separate pools and a refreshment kiosk that doubled as a ball room.

    Mid-winter and with the great lake frozen over, kids would spend hours ice skating. It was to this very venue that I took Marion after she had dumped her stuff in our hallway and following our ingestion of a few ham, cheese and cress sandwiches that my parents had kindly provided.

    Rugged-up to the max, we could probably have made a decent assault on Everest. One of so many pairs and family groups there that afternoon, just being with her was all I wanted. She clung to my coat-sleeve as I pulled her relentlessly towards the tiny island now ice-locked center lake, which in summer so many young couples would row out to, for a brief romantic interlude.

    As my pace quickened, I unfortunately discovered that my co-ordination skills were not on a par with my directional inertia, resulting in a folding of my lower limbs and the direct placement of my rear-end on the ice.  It was also brought to bear that I had no ready-made braking system to hand and was otherwise still travelling at a healthy rate of knots. Marion, in attempting to avoid my ankles, orchestrated her second collapse of the week and lying atop me now was laughing and giggling hysterically.  With those wonderfully soft and pliant lips but inches from mine, I kissed her. She stopped laughing!

    At the conclusion of a late supper, there was time for little more than a TV show before we had to take her home.  Sitting in the back seat, I caught my father’s smile in the rear-vision mirror, as I captured one further kiss just as we negotiated Marion’s driveway. It was 9 p.m. on the dot.

    It was to be a further fortnight before she was able to come over again and had Mr. and Mrs. Cardiff been forewarned of the circumstances to be played-out that afternoon, I would have been welcomed at their front door with an electric cattle prod, if not a double-gauge shotgun. Probably both!

    Dad should never have bequeathed me that bedroom - by far the largest room in the house.  Now in normal circumstances, the least responsible of parents would think twice about allowing their son to take a fourteen-year old girl upstairs alone to his bedroom for hours un-supervised. Like I would have ever permitted such license towards any of my three daughters? The fact is though, it was rather more than a bedroom. More of a lounge/study really, with a fold-out day and night. The room contained my work desk, and with its own television and stereo system, doubled as an entertainment center, even a small museum of sorts with glass cabinets all around the room, containing artifacts and treasures I had collected since early childhood. With its own intimate gas-heating also, It was always hard getting friends and acquaintances to go home!

    The Saturday in question,  Marion and I had walked up to the High Street, but eight minutes distant,  checking out the record stores, having sodas in the ice-cream parlor  and just strolling around the shops. Not five minutes after we returned home, some friends of the family turned up unexpectedly and forthwith commandeered the main lounge which left us with little or no privacy.

   “Would you mind if we go up to my room for a while dad?” I asked hopefully. Never for one moment expecting him to agree, I was staggered when he replied, “Sure kid, I’m sure you two have something better to do with yourselves than hang around us adults.” My mother however, more alert to the ways of the young male evidently, shot me a glance. “Just behave yourselves up there.” I think I noticed out of the corner of one eye,  a smile playing around dad’s lips and a blush forming near Marion’s. Inside, I was performing high fives.

   I had no choice but to behave myself  as it turned out.  So interested was Marion in all my treasures and collectables, I spent the first three-quarters of an hour answering questions and showing her various exhibits. Then she wanted to play records, I was beginning to think this hadn’t been such a hot idea after all.  By the time “Are You Lonesome Tonight?” dropped for its fourth play I was beginning to wish Elvis had never been born. I figured I would break the monotony and asked her if she’d like a Coke.

When I got back to my room, Marion was standing over at the huge bay window, which offered up a panoramic vista of the rear garden, the dense forest beyond and the gentle undulations of the parkland east of our fenced border. Most of the snow had melted and though still freezing cold, everything was picturesque in its wintry solitude.

   “You are so lucky,” she whispered, “No one else has anything like this to look out at. My little bedroom just looks over other people’s boring rear gardens.”  

    She was right of course, I had known that since I could first see over my high-chair. She was standing there hands free at her side, her hair just curling softly at the nape of her neck. I stood behind her, simply encircled her waist with my arms. I knew she could feel my breath on her neck because she put her hands on top of mine and hugged them tighter. A fair bit shorter than me, I could see over her shoulder the curve of her young breasts clearly now and it would have been so easy to cup them and then squeeze them softly but I was little more than a child myself….my technique would doubtless have amounted to little more than an indelicate mauling. Anything more forward than a kiss was going to have to be at her own instigation. 

    I let her go so we could drink our Cokes. We sat on the ?‘day and night?’ and I seem to remember having so much trouble with my hands - trying to control them that is. At the point she turned her pretty face towards me I just kissed her and for the longest time, I just allowed myself the luxury of contact with those wonderfully soft lips. I think my motor sensory systems were shutting down one by one - I wouldn’t even have fancied my chances if the entire ground-floor had been alight.

   “Are You Lonesome Tonight?” was long finished and with no likelihood of being replayed for quite a while.  At the point I realized Marion had a hold of my hand and was holding it flat up against her left breast I needed little further encouragement. So yielding and warm there, I squeezed the softness enclosed in my palm which only served to make her kiss me more passionately. I shifted my hand to the other side and began fondling her with quite some dexterous passion of my own. During this phase both of us had slipped further down the couch and Marion was almost on her back. Slipping my hand up beneath her jumper took us both to the next level.

    She emitted a couple of “Ohhs” as my hands sought to cross the borderline between soft curvy skin and what lay beneath the edge of that flimsy little bra. I knew little about erect nipples but those that I found that afternoon were the catalysts for the most exciting and arousing of times I had ever known.  With growing confidence, I began pulling her nipples gently and the effect on Marion was dynamic. A truck-load of moans of (as I know now of course) pleasure and the onset of some serious hip wriggling.

     Almost supine now and with a healthy few inches of midriff visible, Marion presented as teasing a profile as any fourteen-year old boy has likely encountered. Pausing only for breath, we were still kissing in anything but moderation and with an enticing “tunnel” now visible between her jeans and her lower abdomen, I slipped my hand down inside the forbidden zone. This did cause a reaction!

   “Noo, not there,” she pleaded, tugging my hand out. Obviously she hadn’t heard of the old maxim, “If at first you don’t succeed….” Thinking to launch a major counter offensive, I kissed her for a bit more, fondling her breasts until she was nudging white-line fever, then recommenced my lower-abdominal activities. On a trajectory that took me beneath the elastic of her panties on my first incursion, I found my hand in a world of downy softness before Marion could react.

    More cries of “Noo, please not inside my knickers,” but so half-hearted were they, her grip on my arm was lessening even as my fingers reached her hot little pussy.

    Now this really was education plus! Eighteen months ago I had learned the ins and outs as it were with Ruth, but eighteen months makes for a remarkable difference. I knew what I was doing this time. Pushing two fingers inside, I felt her shudder partly because of her obviously intact hymen and partly because I suspect this was her first ever penetration.

   “Just be careful…please,” she whispered, nuzzling up to me and obviously clearing the playing board for a completely new game.

   “What if we just unfold my bed?” I asked her…well, she didn’t say no at least”

    I had the thing pulled apart in milliseconds. I dragged her under the eiderdown even quicker.

    Covered, she let me undress her just as quickly as I could …well all but her panties that is. It fascinated me watching her undo that tiny bra. Like most young girls they don’t mind so much showing off their new and developing breasts but anything south of the belly button is not for easy display. Didn’t bother me I have to say, so long as I had digital access, I wasn’t complaining.

    We must have spent more than forty minutes ‘experimenting.’ Her breasts she let me do most anything with. Pulling them, rubbing them and best of all, suckling them until my mouth ran dry with excitement. Marion was not even averse to tugging down the covers and letting me just look at her topless and believe me, that in itself beat the hell out of playing Monopoly.

    Things were not exactly in remission over on the Western front either. More than aware quite obviously, of the biggest erection I had ever had, I was somewhat keen you might understand to address the problem. Whilst trying to pull her panties down a few minutes later, as she giggled seductively, my erection brushed up against her hips. I heard her gasp “That’s naughty!!’ I had every intention of being naughtier.

    Fully undressed myself I wasn’t expecting her to do what she did. As a cool girlish hand took a hold of my erection I almost passed-out with pleasure.

   “Do you like me doing that?” she whispered.

  “As much as you like this,” I answered, rubbing my fingers the length of her pussy and pushing in a little as I did so. I felt her legs spread apart and saw now what I would later have recognized as “urgency” in her expression. I pulled her on top of me, her breasts flush up against my chest and our genitals together. I don’t know what it felt like to her, but to me, this was heaven beyond my wildest dreams.

   After a few minutes of this frictionalized arousal, my erection was pressing hard up against her outer lips. More than once I had felt her own hand up between her legs. Would have been years before I realized why!

   “We can’t make love Noel,” she murmured, “I’m still a virgin and anyway, you could get me pregnant.”

    Get her pregnant? Right at that moment, that was the least I’d like to have done to her.

    I had to relieve myself - that much was beyond question. It was just then I realized that with all the wriggling about we’d been doing, the head of my erection was but a few inches from the entrance to her vagina. She must surely have known that my hands, having a free rein across the soft expanse of her sexy little bottom, were gradually re-aligning perspectives and it was no accident that my erection “slipped” suddenly upwards into the most delicate of ingresses.

   “Noo,” she cried out softly, shaking her head but making no attempt to move off me. I figured this was the ideal time to kiss her long and hard. Barely able to make headway because of the natural barrier, I was doing it tough. Marion I suspect was doing it tougher.

   “We have to stop,” she pleaded. All I could see was the light stuck on green. Turning Marion over on her back I got on top of her and would probably have ended up in Juvenile Court had not a series of knocks at the bedroom door put paid to my new-found manliness.

   “Noel, may I come in please?”

    If nothing else, mom’s timing was impeccable as always.

(c) “In Times Past” appears courtesy of the published anthology “Room Service & Other Tales of The Erotic” by Peter_Pan (2006 Lulu Press: Morrisville NC)

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2008-Mar-31 - Nikky Case - Scratch me

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2008-Mar-30 - A Cold Winter??™s Day

It was a cold, blustery January morning and the snow was lightly falling. You
had just left for work but the memory of the night before’s love making session
was still fresh in my mind. You had done everything so perfectly… I simply
could not have asked for anything more. You had managed to so easily bring out
my womanly side so many times.

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The longer I sat there thinking about the night before, the warmer I seemed
to get until I could no longer contain myself. Slowly I walked into our love
nest where I put on my favorite garter, stockings, and heels. As I got dressed
I could still feel your loving touch from the night before. Simply thinking
of your hands upon my body led my passion level to rise even higher and higher
until I found myself lightly caressing my own body. Suddenly I felt all my nerves
come alive… I closed my eyes and could imagine your touch as a fire arose
within me. This was passion beyond compare!

Sitting there on the side of our bed, loving my own body, imagining your touch,
I could no longer control my own urges…

Reaching into the night stand drawer, I got out our favorite toy. Laying it
upon the bed, I slowly lowered my body onto the silk sheets. Slowly I began
riding our favorite love toy. All the while my hands were caressing my ample
bosom, as the joy of your imagined touch overtook me.

By now I was totally oblivious to my surroundings, and thus I was unaware that
you returned home and came upstairs. There you stood watching me and the bliss
that I was bringing upon myself. Of course my eyes closed as I lay there imagining
that I was making love to you.

As you watched my pleasure continue to rise, you cleared your throat. The noise
of which startled me, causing me to stop.

You whispered, “Please don’t stop on my account dear… I love watching you
pleasure yourself!”

Ever so wickedly I smiled back at you, as I started my ride again, this time
with you standing there watching me.

Oh how the passion was overwhelming me… Knowing that you were pleased and
content just standing there watching me I managed to bring complete bliss upon
myself. Then suddenly I noticed that you were naked, and stroking yourself while
watching me. Seeing this turned me on even more.

Quietly I asked you to come to the edge of the bed. Then as I continued to
pleasure myself, I gently replaced your hand with mine, and started to stroke
your manhood. Now I could feel your manliness growing in the palm of my hand.

Once you had become completely hard, I leaned over and took your hardness to
my lips. Slowly I teased the tip of your hard cock with my tongue, still riding
my toy. Grasped your hardness, I let it slide into my mouth, savoring every
inch as it slid slowly into my warm, wanting mouth.

As I was overtaken by passion I began sucking on your cock like a crazed woman.
No longer was I the sweet lover that you thought you knew, but now I was transforming
myself into “your slut” right there, before your eyes.

Suddenly I stopped orally pleasuring you and moaned, “Fuck me baby, I need
your cock inside of me now. Please… Fuck me hard, I want to cum with you.”

With those few words you pushed me onto my back… You were so strong and domineering,
and with just one quick thrust, you buried yourself deep inside of me and began
fucking me like a wild animal. God, it was so primal! My moans turned into squeals
of delight, then suddenly they became animalistic screams. You were fucking
me so hard and it felt so good! My tits were bouncing to and fro and your thrusts
were so deep, and so hard.

Suddenly I began screaming. “Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me baby… Fuck me!”

An animalistic grunt exited your lips, and I knew that you were about to explode.
With a fiery fury I pushed my hips back into you… I yearned to explode with
you!

Then suddenly, sounds of primal ecstasy filled the room as we came, we exploded
together. The fireworks were better than any Fourth of July celebration!

As you finished cumming you rolled me over on top of you. By now both of us
were sweating and breathing so hard…

We began kissing passionately… Your manhood was still buried deep within
the walls of my pussy. Gengly you began placing soft kisses upon my tits, and
little nibbles upon my very hard nipples.

As our bodies began to come down from the high that we had just experienced
you smiled up at me, wickedly. Whispering in my ear you say, “Thank God I forgot
my keys!” and both of us giggle like little kids who were up to something very
naughty!

Then with me on top of you, you picked up the phone and called in sick. The
rest of the day is spent with us making wild, passionate love. After all, what
better way is there to spend a cold January day?!?!?!

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2008-Mar-30 - Toolbox Fuckers - Horny Mature Babe Nicole

Looks like Toolbox Fucker’s heard the requests. Check out this picture gallery of the mature babe, Nicole riding a sybian sex machine and trying a fucking machine. I love the teens and the twentysomethings, but I know there’s more than a few of us that don’t mind seeing an experience babe like Nicole. But even though she is more experienced, that doesn’t mean she’s ever been fucked by a machine before. She just got divorced a few months ago, and now she’s all about trying new things. She’d heard of sex machines but really had no idea what they actually were. She was excited to try the sybian, she rode that to several back to back orgasms. But you could tell she wasn’t so sure about the fucking machine. She looked more than a little nervous but tried it anyways! She’s definitely glad that she did, it finished her off with one powerful orgasm that left her speechless.

See sluts of all (legal) ages getting fucked by machines at Toolbox Fuckers.

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2008-Mar-30 - MandyRose

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2008-Mar-30 - So Hot

I was driving home from work in my boyfriend’s convertible. The weather was
excruciatingly hot & I had the top down - wind blowing through my medium
blonde hair which was made even blonder by lots of time in the sun. I was
wearing a light flowery sundress - of course I was wearing nothing underneath.
My 36-C’s are firm from swimming and my body is tight and toned from biking,
running, and all the other activities I love to do. Including have very physical sex
with my boyfriend.

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Anyway, I’m cruising along just fine on I-5, it’s a Friday afternoon and I’m
looking forward to the weekend. Suddenly, just before a curve, traffic stops
short! I’ve got a mini-van in front of me, the back half of a delivery van beside
me and an old, souped-up Mustang to the left of me. That is ALL I can see. I
have no idea what the hold up is, and I decide to just play with the radio dials and
see what I can find.

I lean back in my seat and a little bit of sweat trickles down from my neck
between my breasts and it tickles. I trace the line of sweat with my fingers,
lightly, down to between my breasts and move my finger in little circles - just
daydreaming.

Then, out of the corner of my eye, I notice the man in the Mustang to my left
watching me. I don’t let on that I see him and I continue doing what I’m doing. I
move my fingers towards my right nipple and trace over it, feeling the rough
cotton against my tender flesh - making my nipple stiffen and jut out.

I continue playing with my nipples and running my hand around my neck and
chest area languidly, and as I do I see the man to my left out of the corner of my
eye become rather uncomfortable in his seat! He leans back, but continues
watching me. I see him start to rub his crotch up and down with his hand, over his
shorts.

I can see his cock outlined and I start to get pretty wet. What started as a tease
is quickly becoming hot & heavy! I slip my left hand down between my legs and
raise my skirt enough to expose my thighs - and to slip my hand up to my cunt.

I continue carressing my breasts and nipples with one hand, as I raise my hips
and let the fingers of my left hand explore my cunt. I insert my middle finger into
my wet hole and then slide it back to my clit, circling and carressing it. I see the
man to my left slip his right hand into his shorts and start stroking - the head of
his cock peeping out the top!

He is leaning back in his seat and watching, mouth open, panting with lust - while
I start to fingerfuck myself with real intensity - my first 2 fingers probing and my
thumb against my clit - rubbing with intensity. I know he can only partially see
what’s going on, but I also know that is part of the turn-on.

I know this traffic could start moving any minute, so time is of the essence. I
know that to get this guy off is what will get me off. I decide to pull out the big
guns. I pull down the neckline of my dress just past my nipples and pull my left
hand out of my pussy. I trace over my bare nipples - breasts glistening in the
sunlight - with my wet, honey-soaked fingers. I pull my finger slightly away from
my nipple and a line of my wetness hangs between it and my fingers - illuminated
by the daylight.

I hear the guy moan - just slightly - and I plunge my hand back in my pussy. I
pump and grind, humping against my hand, and gripping at my breast and
pinching my nipple. I see the guy fucking his fist through his shorts - his hand
appearing at the head of his cock and then disappearing back down into his
shorts to the hilt and then back up. I know he is close so I close my eyes and feel
the orgasm start to explode in wave after wave - my pussy walls gripping at my
fingers and the wetness soaking my thighs, ass and dress.

I turn my head and look right at the guy in time to see him shoving his cock back
down in his pants. The traffic starts to move as he looks over at me. I say,
“You’ve got something all over your shirt.”

And I drive away.

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2008-Mar-30 - Girl gets gagged then gaped

18 year old girl and cute as Kseniya are pretty hard to find and when you find one as horny as her its like striking gold! She loves to suck cock and get fucked but she never expected to have a cock crammed down her throat or shoved into her tiny little asshole. But to her surprise she actually likes it and eagerly gobbled his cum

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2008-Mar-25 - Shy Teen Girl Naked

The second time is a charm as Julia came back to us a few days after her first shoot asking to make another masturbation video. Like we would ever turn this tiny tittied cutie down if she wanted to play with her puffy bald pussy in front of us... never! She walks in looking like she thinks she is a movie star and as soon as those glasses come off you will be shocked by how adorable this teen cutie is. She teases perfectly as she slowly removes her clothes and gets down to business, this is a very hot video.

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2008-Mar-25 - Candylips

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2008-Mar-25 - Marina Mendoza - Balloon Fetish

Marina Mendoza Playing With Balloons

So I've heard you guys loved the balloon fetish photos I posted the other day. I got several emails saying how much you enjoyed it and requested that I do another photo shoot with balloons. Well, I have another photo shoot that I did with balloons. It was scheduled to go live next month, but since you guys have been so good, check out these naughty photos of me playing with the balloons.

I'll admit, I don't know what turns you guys on so much about balloons. I do know what turns me on about them. I love rubbing the balloon against my naked skin, feeling the rubber and the static electricity build. It makes me wet. And popping the balloons is so much fun too!

Click here to see all the fun that I had with the balloons! Inside my website, Marina Mendoza you can browse through all of photo sets and movies until you find something that leaves you satisfied!

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2008-Mar-25 - Movie Gallery From Oral Fucking

Rachel is another hot and horny bitch who loves to suck black cock. But she doesn’t suck just any black cock, this bitch only takes big black schlongs and the bigger the better. Watch the video to see what she does with that big black cock.

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2008-Mar-25 - Movie Gallery From Boys For Boys

Mark never allowed other guys to touch his hair before, but this cutie just wanted him to suck deeper and harder, and so Mark did. His cum was so hot, Mark almost puked it all out. fat chance, he didn't want to turn this guy off.

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2008-Mar-25 - Hot teen virgin has never played with her pussy before

Mary came to us and said she had never used a toy before. She claimed to have never masturbated before. And when she said 'I don't need to masturbate, that's what boys are for' we thought she was full of shit. So we gave her a vibrator, told her how to use it and turned on the camera. I don't know if she has ever masturbated before, but after this video I am sure she will again! She took the vibrator with her when we were finished.

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2008-Mar-25 - A blonde and brunette teen share a cock

I could never quite make-up my mind as to if I liked blonde pussy or brunette pussy better so I decided to have them both one night. These two teen babes were all over my cock, almost fighting over who was going to get the first lick. They soon settled down and these teen cock munchers worked quite well as a team giving my cock one hell of a good tongue bath. Then it was time to start pounding some pussy, so I told them to get on their knees and show me those cunts as I went back and forth between the two of them.

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2008-Mar-25 - Teen couple caught fucking in woods

Meet Ira, this 18 year old girl is quite the nature lover and the girlfriend of one of our most active Cabal members. He gets off completely on being watched fucking girls or video taping them to share with his friends and our group. This guy is smart too because he figured out a way to install several cameras in his car that shot the best video with audio imaginable and be completely stealth. This time out he takes Ira to one of their favorite places to chill and he fucks the hell out of her. He bangs her in multiple positions and even blows his nut inside her. That's right, it is a full blow internal cumshot and you don't see those much any more!

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2008-Mar-25 - Lunch-break

We extend our thanks to the author ANDREW.

It was a usual summer day and there was not much to do in the office, Alexander was not thinking about the assignment he had, his mind was set on the vacation he was going to have, he was tired of sitting in the office all day, what the hell! It was summer, it was hot and he definitely needed a vacation, he thought about going to the sea, he wanted to take a break from work and spend days lazily lying on the beach with plenty of tallboys by him, he just wanted to relax, bathe, drink beer and look at the girls in sexy bikinis. Most of his colleagues took their vacation and were probably enjoying themselves on the beach, but Alexander was still in the office cause he had to complete an important assignment. ???I just hate it, working when others are having fun??? he thought making himself comfortable in front of the computer. He opened his browser and went to www.stories.yourlust.com it was a holy ceremony for him, he just couldn??™t start his workday without reading a porn story, he loved reading and picturing himself as the hero of the story, he loved feeling the bulge getting hard in his pants while imagining himself fucking right at the work place, this time his choice was punishment for infidelity and it was about a whore wife who cheated on her husband with a gardener, the story was rather long and Alexander made himself comfortable in the armchair ready to dedicate half of the day to reading and speculating on it. He didn??™t feel like working and he decided to plunge himself into the story entirely and completely.

???Hey, Alexander, what??™s with you???? It was the secretary standing in front of him and he was so immersed in the story that he didn??™t even notice how quickly the lunch time came.

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???Oh, I??™m just too involved in the assignment I am working now??? He said not wanting anyone to know about what he was doing at work.

???Ok, but aren??™t you going to have lunch with us???? The secretary asked.

???Ok, I??™ll come by in five minutes, let me just wrap it up???

In about five minutes Alexander was sitting at table, having lunch with his colleagues, his dick was rock hard and he even thought of going to the toilet to jerk off. ???what the hell, I am spending my time here when I??™m supposed to be at the beach??? he was too pissed off. His mood was on the low and spending the rest of the say in front of the computer.

???Ok, I??™ll just go and get some snacks from the shop??? Alexander informed the secretary.

Going to the store during lunch time was the tradition that he rarely broke, he always bought ice-cream, pepsi and some light snacks for himself, he loved working and eating right in front of the computer. Although there was one more important reason why Alexander went shopping, he felt attracted to the saleslady who was working there. She was over 40 and Alexander was in his twenties, she was older but he didn??™t care, He couldn??™t imagine himself getting hooked with young chicks, he felt hardon only when he imagined himself with older ladies and he just loved Mrs. Emma working in that store, she was a medium height lady, a bit overweight, her boobs sagged and as a matter of fact there was not much attractive about her. Alexander didn??™t care, he wanted to fuck her from the first say he set his eyes on her. The problem was that the store was always full and moreover it was a family store and Mrs. Emma??™s husband, an old man was working side by side, so fucking her was just out of the question. Alexander was walking towards the store and the sun was just burning him, he was cursing his work and hoping to get a vacation as soon as possible, there was no way he was going to spend the hot summer days sweating in the office.

???Hello, young man??? Mrs. Emma greeted Alexander.

???Good afternoon, Mrs Emma??? Can I get something to drink, I am sweating and it??™s awfully hot!???

???Oh, poor man??? Let me get you some coke, my husband went to the sea and I know what it is to spend those goddamn days in the city???

Those words of her ???My husband went to the sea??? struck Alexander and he even started. That meant that Mrs. Emma was alone in the store, that meant that there was no one to bother him. But??¦ she is a married lady and she is much older than him. What if she calls the police, what if she screams and shouts? Those thoughts were running through Alexander??™s head and he didn??™t really know how to start.

???Ok, here is your coke, young man, I hope you??™ll get your vac soon???

???Oh, thanks, Mrs. Emma??? Alexander answered, it was time for him to leave the store but he just needed to stay there, he didn??™t want to go back to the office, Mrs. Emma was wearing a white t-shirt, she was sweating and he could see her nipples showing from the fabric, he felt his dick gaining erection.

???Mrs. Emma can I stay here for a while? you know it??™s damn hot outside and I am still having my lunch break???

???Oh, sure, young man, you can stay here and talk to me, it??™s so boring here, there have been no customers since morning, everyone is at home, waiting for the heat to wear off???.

???So, Mrs. Emma when are you going to the sea???? Alexander asked keeping the ball rolling.

???I don??™t know, I was supposed to go with my husband but he went there with his friends, those motherfuckers! They are probably playing cards now, drinking beer while I am stuck up here in this fucking store???

Alexander was shocked, he has never seen Mrs. Emma so angry. She was blushing and her voice sounded so exciting, he just couldn??™t wait anymore.

???Well, Mrs. Emma, your husband is a jerk, if I were him I would love to spend some time with you on the beach???.

???Well, young man, I wish you were my husband then??? Mrs. Emma said jokingly.

???Why not, I can replace him for some time???, with this he placed his hand on her boobs and started massaging them, Mrs. Emma showed no resistance, she just started breathing heavily???.

???Oh, but don??™t you think I am too old for you and besides I am married???. Mrs. Emma said and her voice was trembling.

???No, lady, I don??™t think so??? besides your husband is not with you now, so why don??™t we have fun too.

With these words Alexander put Mrs. Emma on the table, right among chips, chewing gums and some other items for sale. He wanted to see her pussy now, it was his dream and there was no way he was going to miss that opportunity. He rolled up her skirt and saw her hairy pussy showing from the red panties. ???Oh, young man, what are you doing to me??? Mrs. Emma was breathing really hard but Alexander wasn??™t going to strop, he took off her panties and his eyes saw a cunt of a mature lady, a hairy pussy with a red clit that was blossoming like a flower. Alexander knew perfectly how to deal with it and his tongue touched the clit and Mrs. Emma started, ???oh, young man, go on, don??™t stop??? and Alexander didn??™t need to be asked twice, his frisky tongue started working on her clit and he could feel her body trembling, he was virtually devouring her flesh, trying to thrust his tongue deeper into her cunt. He was going to make her cum and he knew how to do that, he stuck a finger into her wet cunt while his tongue was furiously working on her clit, Mrs. Emma was on the edge of cumming, his index finger was quickly and furiously fucking her while his tongue was dancing on the clit, ???Oh, goddamn it, I??™m cumming, I??™m cumming??? and Alexander felt the juices filling his mouth, her wasn??™t stopping and thrust his tongue even deeper, he wanted to enjoy that mature nectar.

???Hey, I??™ve not cum like this since college, you really made me feel young again, let me now attend to you cock???.

Alexander didn??™t need to be asked twice, he pulled down his shorts and out jumped his 8 inch dick, it was wet with precum and there was no rock in the world that was harder than his dick. Mrs. Emma took his dick in her hand and licked the precum off his dickhead ???Well, young man, aren??™t you going to get back to work, oh you want to stay here for some more time???. She was friskily playing with Alexander and it was driving him crazy, he wanted her to swallow his dick, he wanted to deepthroat her. Mrs. Emma knew how to give men pleasure, she virtually swallowed his dick and started sucking it as if she wanted to suck everything out of it. Alexander was at the seventh heaven, this mature slut was just gorgeous, she was taking his dick fully in her mouth and it seemed like there was no one in the world who could suck better than her.

???Well, now it??™s time someone fucked my pussy??? Mrs. Emma said tearing herself from his dick.

???With pleasure???, Alexander wanted to fuck like never before in his life and Mrs. Emma was the woman he desired most. He placed her on the table and spread her legs, her pussy lips opened up and he saw a hole that was leading to the world of pleasure and satisfaction, it was all wet and he could see that Mrs. Emma needed to be fucked like a cheap whore, mature ladies love sex and Alexander was going to give it to her. He pressed his dickhead to her pussy and pushed himself slightly, Mrs. Emma moaned in delight, and embraced Alexander with her legs, ???Come on, fuck me??? and Alexander entered her, he felt his dick going in and out smoothly, Mrs. Emma was too excited and her pussy was really wide, he started drilling her faster and now his balls were beating against her anus creating a sound that was heard all over the store. Mrs. Emma was moaning and soon her pussy muscles started contracting and Alexander??™s dick felt the strongest orgasm covering Mrs. Emma, she started shivering and thrashing like a fish in a net, in a few seconds she calmed down and said:

???Well, I guess you need something tight and tiny, huh?, why don??™t you try my butthole, I am sure your cock will love it???.

Alexander really needed this, he wanted to feel his dick embraced by something tight and her hole was just what he needed. He set her in doggy-style and spread her butthole with his fingers, it was much tighter than her pussy and the mere thought of fucking it made Alexander as horny as hell. It was time to fuck that hole so Alexander pressed his dick to it and aimed for penetration, he managed to get his dick halfway and Mrs. Emma was already screaming, it made Alexander even hotter and he pushed his dick in with all his might, now he was completely in her and he wanted to enjoy the moment, he stood still like that for several seconds and then started moving slowly, the faster he moved, the louder Mrs. Emma was shouting, very soon her anus hole got wide and his dick was sliding in and out easily, Alexander felt like cumming and Mrs. Emma felt it too, ???So, where do you want to cum young man, try my mouth, I wanna feel it???. With these words Alexander took his dick out of her butthole and she swallowed it again, she started sucking it really fast and soon Alexander felt erupting like a volcano, it seemed like he was cumming for eternity and Mrs. Emma was willing to take everything to the last drop, she was swallowing it and when he was drained she set to licking the cum off his dick.

???Let me kiss you, young man??? And Mrs. Emma shared a kiss with Alexender, feeling his own sperm in the mouth made him hot again.

???Well, thanks for coming and I??™ll be waiting for you tomorrow???

Alexander glanced at his watch, he was an hour late for work but he didn??™t care, he was walking slowly towards the office building and everything seems so well for him, the weather was not hot anymore and he didn??™t want a vacation, today was the best day in his life and he was now longing for the next lunchbreak at work, he was going to pay Mrs. Emma another visit and going on vacation while she was all alone in the store was out of the question.

???Oh, I gotta get something to eat on my way home and I think I??™ll have to drop in on Mrs. Emma tonight??? He thought and smiled to himself.

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2008-Mar-25 - Revenge Is Sweet???

“Hey, Peg, come in here and help me for a minute, will ya please,” her husband John called from inside the garage!?!” Peg Burton got up off her knees where she was planting some young tomato plants in her garden, and after standing up and dropping her

gloves to the ground, she walked the thirty some feet to the garage in search of her husband!!! “John,” she asked softly, “where are you, why are the lights off, come on now, stop fooling around!!!” She carefully turned around, looking into every nook and cranny of the large two stalled building, but just when she was about to slip out the door and go back to her gardening, her husband quietly came up behind her and reached around her to grab her large heavy breasts while nibbling on her ear!!! “John,” she gasped while trying playfully to pull away from him, “stop that this instant, what if somebody sees us!?!” “Who’s gonna be coming in here,” he replied while lifting the front of his wife’s shirt and running his hands all over her low cut bra and breasts, “besides, it’s been almost six hours since I fucked your hot little pussy!!!”

Peg knew that struggling was hopeless when John got her in his powerful grasp, but the insistent caressing of her boobs and the nibbling on her ear had swept away any last vestiages of resistance, so when he leaned her over the trunk of their car and jerked down her jeans and panties, she not only helped him kick them off and away from her, she willingly spread her leads while begging him to take her!!! “Oh god, John,” she moaned as his thick pecker pressed ferevently inside of her now drenched pussy, “you’re a fucking machine, h-how do you do it!?!” “I just stare at your big ass and tits and it just happens,” he whispered while biting her on the neck, “and you know how much I love your pussy!!!” For the next five minutes John Burton literally attacked his wife’s pussy with a series of vicious thrusts that boardered on the brutal, but in the end, she begged him to fuck her harder while her pussy spasmed hard as a shower of orgasms rained down on her

vagina, leaving her a wasted hot bitch on the cold garage floor!!!

“Your kidding me,” Donna replied with a touch of awe in her voice, “you mean he just lured you into the garage to fuck you on the trunk of the car!?!” “Yep,” Peg replied, “he’s almost fifty years old and he fucks me as much as he did when we were twenty five, and I just love it!!!” “I’m totally jealous,” Donna replied wistfully, “if I get it once every two weeks I’m happy, and even then it usually isn’t the greatest, I wonder how he’s doing it, ya know that isn’t exactly normal for a guy fifty years old!?!” “I don’t know,” Peg replied with a cat who ate the canary smile, “but all I know is that my pussy is the happiest it’s been in years!!! “Does he suck you too, or is it just straight sex,” Donna asked softly!?! “It’s all kinds,” Peg replied, “I suck him, he sucks me, and we both fuck each other, and sometime we suck each other at the same time, even!!!” “God I just love doing sixty nine,” Donna said softly, “do you swallow or let him shoot it on your boobs!?!” “Donna,” Peg replied in exasperation, “that’s getting a little bit personal don’t you think!?!” After thinking about it for a moment, Donna shook her head from side to side and replied, “No, not really, so which is it, in the mouth or on the tits!?!”

After Donna had gone home, Peg poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down to read a magazine, but something that Donna had asked kept nagging at her in the back of her mind!!!” “I wonder,” she muttered out loud, “why is he fucking me like a maniac after all these years, what could it be!?!” For the next twenty minutes or so she paged aimlessly through her magazine while she tried putting together a theory on her husband’s newly active libido when like a thunderbolt from the skies it hit her, “The son of a bitch is having an affair!!!” She picked up the phone and rapidly dialed Donna’s number, and when after three rings her friend answered, Peg blurted out acidly, “I think he’s having an affair, is that what you thought!?!” “Welllll, I didn’t want to make any unwarrented accusations,” Donna replied, “but unless he’s discovered the fountain of youth, that would be my guess, so what are you gonna do about it, girl!?!” “What we’re gonna do,” Peg replied grimly, “is catch him in the act and cut off his balls and feed them to the dog, that’s what!!!” “Not tooooo upset, are we,” Donna replied with a giggle, after which the two women went over their plan to catch a rat!!!”

“Do you think he’ll see her today,” Donna asked as she pulled into traffic and followed John’s car on his way to the office!?! “He’s got it bad,” Peg replied evenly, “he fucked me this morning before breakfast and he’s gonna need her bad to keep up his pace, so don’t worry, he’ll be seeing her today!!!” “I suppose it’s a stupid question,” Donna posed, “but what if it’s his secretary and they’re doing it in his or her office!?!” “Then we’d be screwed,” Peg replied, “but it isn’t his secretary!?!” “Are you sure,” Donna asked doubtfully!?! “He’s had the same woman as his secretary for over ten years now,” Peg answered, “and believe me, she’s way to old to be having this kind of affect on him, take it easy now, don’t get too close, we don’t want him to see us!!!” Donna eased off on the accelerator for a few seconds, allowing John to pull a little farther ahead of them, and when he cruised right by his normal turn to work, both women looked at each other before Peg ordered, “This is it, so be on your toes!!!

“Well, at least she lives in a nice place,” Donna joked as they stopped about a half a block away from the large house John had stopped his car in front of!!! “Very funny,” Peg replied, “now let’s go,” as the two of them got out and walked the rest of the way on foot!!! “Are you going to ring the bell,” Donna asked!?! “No,” Peg whispered, “let’s give them a few minutes and then we’ll go in unannounced, that should give them plenty of time to get into a compromising situation!!!” Peg checked her watch frequently for about three or four minutes before nodding her head and trying the door knob, “It’s open, let’s go!!!”

The two women padded quietly up the stairs, and for the first time they heard a man’s voice and a woman giggling as they approached the bedroom!!! “Oh, John,” a feminine voice sighed, “I just love it when you suck me like that, ohhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyy, mmmmm yes, right there, mmmmmmm you know just how to do that don’t you, you bad boy!?! A hard look spread over Peg’s face, and after pulling a thirty eight from her purse, she nodded to Donna, as the two of them burst into the room, practically scaring the two lovers to death!!!

“W-what do you want,” the young blonde with her legs spread wide apart asked fearfully!?! “Tell her, John,” Peg replied icily, “tell her all about it dear husband of mine!!!” “Uh now, Peg,” he stammered while trying to cover himself up with the covers,

“ya see, honey it’s like this…..” “Don’t honey me, you two timing piece of trash,” she spat at him, “now what shall we do with them, Donna, do you have any ideas!?!” “I”m kinda partial to your plan,” Donna answered with a giggle!!! “Oh that plan,” Peg replied, “you mean the one where we cut off his nuts and feed them to the dog!?!” “Exactly,” Peg exclaimed, “what do you think of that idea, missy, how would you like lover boy here if I cut off his balls!?!” “Y-you wouldn’t dare,” she replied incredulously, “and I want you out of my house this instant or I’m calling the police!!!” “Sure thing, cunt,” Peg answered evenly, “but first we’re gonna make a few home movies, you know, keepsakes for our old age, so why don’t you two pick up where you left off before you were so rudely interupted!?!”

When both John and the blonde began whining and protesting, Peg pulled back the hammer of the gun and said grimly, “Don’t make me use this, now John, darling, get your mouth down there and get her off, and no faking, I wanna see some real action!!!” Out of a paper bag she had been carrying, Donna produced a loaded video camera, and within a matter of seconds, she had it turned on and was filming away!!! “Suck her, John,” Peg spat, “you can do better than that, now lick her clit!!!” Even under these adverse circumstances, the blonde slowly but surely began moaning as John’s tongue flicked incessantly over her distended clit, and while the camera rolled, catching it all for posterity, the first of several hard orgasms tore through her as her lover tongued her for all he was worth!!! “Very nice, John,” Peg said softly, “you did such a nice job, that we’re going to reward you, so honey, if you don’t mind, his dick, in your mouth, and make it snappy, we don’t have all day!!!”

Peg didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she had to admit that this twenty something blonde was certainly a cocksucker extraordinaire, because John got a boner almost the instant her mouth closed around his flaccid shaft, and for the next several minutes she watched almost nauseated while her husband finally deposited his load down the hussy’s hot throat!!!” “That was the best, baby,” John said to the blonde, in an effort to tweak Peg’s psyche, “I wish my wife was half as good!!!” “That’s enough,” Peg spat, “shut your fucking mouth, you bastard!!!” “Come on, Peg,” he teased, “you’re and old hag, over the hill, just look at how smooth and taut Inge’s skin is, and her hair, pure spun gold, not gray and mousy!!!” That did it, Peg flung the gun at John’s head, just missing him by inches, and then in a wild furry, she attacked the two lovers with her bare hands, clawing and screaming while trying to scratch their eyes out!!!

“I-I’ll fucking kill you both,” Peg screamed,” just let me get my hands on you, you mother fuckers, but much as it was at home, John was just too big and strong for her as he quickly held her down, and then while laughing evilly, tore off her clothing with his free hand and with a nod of his head, ordered his little fuck doll to suck his wife off!!! “Take my word for it, Peg,” he said soothingly, “Inge just has a knack for oral sex, but I guess you’re finding that out for yourself aren’t you, baby!?!” She hated both of them for it, but her pussy was just to responsive to this kind of treatment, and as the voracious mouth of the cocksucker blonde ate her pussy alive, her whole body stiffened as a brutally satisfying orgasm smashed through her cunt, leaving her shaking and drooling in a state of total and complete shock!!! Donna was nervously taping all of the action, but now with Peg as the star of the show, she wondered if she should turn it off or keep going, but it was so fucking hot to watch, she just kept it rolling while hoping for the best!!!

“Now, we’re gonna give her one last lesson,” John said evenly while taking his place between his wife’s thighs and situating Inge’s pussy over his protesting wife’s mouth!!! Slowly but surely John began steadily stroking his big cock in and out of his wife’s hairy old pussy, and with a pussy that was as finely tuned as a Ferrari, Inge pressed her open cunt directly onto Peg’s mouth, and with absolutely no mercy, ground her needy cunt all over the stunned woman’s face, while John fucked her pussy like there was no tomorrow!!! Of course with John and Inge working her over from each end, it took almost no time at all for Peg to rapidly appoach an orgasm that threatened to tear her pussy to shreds, but she wasn’t alone, as both Inge and John were on the same schedule, as her pussy spasmed wildly and John’s pecker wrenched as all three of three of them collapsed in mass of interwoven arms and legs gasping for breath while their genitals experienced the remaining vestiges of their incredible climaxes!!!

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“Ya know what, John,” Inge asked!?! “What, baby, tell me,” he replied softly while stroking both his wife’s and Inge’s thighs!?! “I think that your wife would be a perfect addition to our little group, don’t you!?!” “What do ya think about that, Peg,” he asked!?!

“After giving Inge’s pussy one last little kiss, Peg replied softly, “The family that plays together, stays together!!!”

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