*Smile*
You’re doing it wrong.
*Smile*
Most of us have had the experience of using so much motion that the sensation is less. I LOVE the sensations.
Maybe if I was doing it for the camera, I’d do it differently. I guess she is doing just that.
*Smile*
You’re doing it wrong.
*Smile*
Most of us have had the experience of using so much motion that the sensation is less. I LOVE the sensations.
Maybe if I was doing it for the camera, I’d do it differently. I guess she is doing just that.
Minutes ago, she was wailing out a cum completely under his control. Minutes ago, she was a tamed creature, being fucked from behind. Minutes ago, he felt that she’s be finished under her ensuing big orgasm.
It was so erotic, she was so wildly excited that when she came, he did, moments later.
Sprawled out on the bed for a time, she languidly enjoyed the feel of the Baron’s body next to hers.
Baron Neuss was satisfied, the “Nymph of Earlangen” was now a notch on his belt.
It was to his surprise and consternation that she soon rose and wanted more.
Resolution of this issue would require not the two hours already done, but an additional six.
IT ONLY TOOK TWO ROUNDS:
Isabella had a solid reputation as a hard driving woman who had few limits. Her pre-fight banter was enough to fire up her opponent Jake into a frenzy.
Instead of him making mistakes as she intended, he forcefully took her, and she could not keep up. From the start, he was completely and utterly in charge and her master.
Her first orgasm was one of the biggest she had ever had. Her second was so overwhelming that her brain did the only thing it could to escape - it was so intense - after only a minute into it - she passed out.
Sexual KO for Jake!
He slows, tightens his body and tries to slow the soft nymph who glides atop him. Marcella enjoys his body under hers and him on the very edge of it. She follows her instincts, not going too fast or too slow, but following at her own pace, keeping Henry on the ragged edge of spurting. Cupping his head, she feels the plateau as his strong arms encircle and caress her, his fingers tense with need.
Woman on Right: “…Damn, … oh FUCK! … How do you? … UH!”
Woman on Left: “Feel my hard clit crushing your weak lil girl. You’re finished even as we start. You been thinking you’re the hottest in the company? Maybe that was the case, before I started. I’m going to take a long time teaching you your place.”
Tina Red, a very devious and cunning sex wrestler, was holding the cup of the world sexfighting championship. In fact she was drinking a very expensive champagne from it.
The reason seened strange. Her opponent never made it to the final game. He just didn’t get to the ring.
Instead he had gone to the hospital.
Mike T could barely walk. His penis and testicles were hurting badly. This time he had overestimated his fucking abilities. The previous night, people witnessed him escorting two female dancers into his hotel room.
Rumours whispered around the sexfighting community that Tina Red was behind this scheme but no one could prove it.
The two female very attractive dancers could not be found.
Back at the ring, Tina smiled for the flashes and cameras. She had seen last night’s activities of her two trusted friends. A small camera very well hidden recorded her two friends taking their time fucking hard her future opponent and finaly draining him without mercy.
After three hours of this, Mike T was begging the two female sex machines to stop, to show mercy, but the two women completely ignored his pleadings devouring his exhausted cock again and again.
RETRO, CALIFORNIA (undated):
A Halloween match, best of seven cumms, between two big names in adult entertainment generates interest. A live, closed circuit feed is piped to over three hundred locations.
In honor of the season, she had dresses like a witch. He has a brief devil suit that soon is gone.
The match goes in favor of the blonde for almost an hour, and she harvests three consecutive cumms from him.
Just when it appeared she’d end it - he struggles back and makes the match competitive. When he takes a top position, the match goes from a 3:0, to a 3:3 in just 30 minutes.
The finale is a delicious resurgence by her and a very close ending. Both feel on the edge of sexual exhaustion. He manages to trigger her final apocolyptic orgasm and the match ends 4:3,
Cyril goes into this match expecting a repeat of an earlier win. Kelly has other plans.
This image captures the studs first involuntary orgasm at her magic touch.
He is wiped clean at 5:0