1. Bar Storage Room


    Date: 12/3/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    keep pushing. Her head snaps up as she took in the sight of my monster cock stretching her farther than she thought possible. 3 inches is still outside of her as I start thrusting in and out. Marcia bit her lower lip to keep from screaming as pain increases from the forcefulness of my strokes. She is surprised that each time I move forward she is able to accommodate more until my heavy balls rest on her ass. I stay like that for a moment reaching down to lick and nibble at her breasts. Her pussy starts clenching and releasing making me forget her breasts as I brace myself with my hands on the wall behind her, then slam into her like a jack hammer. Her orgasm had been building then crashes over her as she releases torrents of juice over me. My cock glistening wet as I said " That's what I wanted to see". Her legs wrapped around my waist as my hands went to her ass as I slow my strokes. " For a 33 year old divorced woman...You have a very wet and very tight pussy." My pussy has never gotten so wet and has never been filled with a monster cock." " This pussy is mine now." She came again screaming " YES, YES, it's ...
    yours, I'm yours!" She feels me getting thicker and knew I'm close. Suddenly reality hits her. " You can't cum inside me, I'm not using anything!" Suddenly I push all the way in as she feels me start to pulse as I groan releasing hot torrents of sperm into her. Marcia feeling it filling her as I start thrusting again pushing the cum deep into her. The feeling of my thick cock shooting pushes her over the edge again screaming unintelligibly. She feels her pussy milking the last drops as I finish emptying my balls holding myself deeply again. I pull out slowly and she feels the cum dripping down her ass. My softening cock is still impressive and she can't take her eyes off it as I tuck it back into my pants. " Call me sometime. Here is my private number." I said, kissing her again deeply. I toss her blouse to her before leaving and as she put it on she realizes she didn't know my name. The door open as she pulls her skirt down standing on shaky legs hoping she can walk. I stick my head in " I'm John." " Marcia" She answers. " Pleasure meeting you," I purr, with a smile and a wink, as I disappear back into the bar.
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