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For a good time call Lilly

Date: 5/1/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: etah, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

biker said, unaware of the irony of the situation. Once he was hard, the big biker pushed her off his cock, turned her around and bent her over. He then grabbed onto her hips and drove his shaft deep into her cunt. He must have been much bigger than Gulag, because it was an even tighter fit in her pussy than Gulag had been in her asshole. “Oh god, fuck my cunt. Make me cum. Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh God yes! Fuck me! I’m a stupid fucking cunt. I’m a dumpster for your cum. Fill me! Cum in my twat. Knock me up like the piece of smelly gutter trash I am. Take your big cocks and . . . " Her words were muffled by the fat biker’s cock as he stuffed it in her mouth. It was like a pacifier in her mouth, and she felt suddenly soothed to be sucking the sweat off his smelly shaft. “Come on, guys, make some room.” said the skinny biker. “All right, all right, don’t get your panties in a knot,” said the big biker. “Let up for a second, Molotov. I gotta turn this whore over.” “Fuck you,” said the fat biker, who had taken hold of Lillian’s hair and was throat fucking her. “I asked nicely.” He grabbed Lillian by the hair and pulled her out of Molotov’s grasp. Then he turned her around while still mounted on his cock, until he was fucking her in a standing missionary position. “Hey, Rasp, lie down if you want a piece of this bitch’s ass.” “Fuck no, man, I’m not getting on that floor. Abe hasn’t mopped it in years.” “Well lay something down first.” “Like what?” “There’s some rags over ... there, tear them up and lay on ‘em.” The rags he was referring to were Lillian’s clothes that she had so carelessly tossed around the bathroom. “Those . . . urgh . . .Those are mine!” she panted, surprised that she was suddenly was actually able to say what she meant for the first time since the door opened. “So what?” said Rasp, picking up her shorts and tearing them in half. “Oh god, oh god . . . Please . . . please.” “Please what?” She wanted to say, “please, I need them to get home”, but what came out was, “Destroy them . . . Oh god, oh god . . . Fuck me, I’m a stupid whore . . . Fuck . . . rip ‘em apart . . . urgh, urgh . . . I hate cloths, they get . . . that’s it, harder . . . They get in the way of cock . . . I want to be a naked whore. I want my holes ready and available at all times . . . Now get down there and fuck my ass!” Rasp tore her top into strips. Her heart sank; there went any hope for an easy getaway after this was over. She could probably get something out of her suitcase to wear, but she’d have to get to her car practically naked. Was her car even still there? What if she had to walk or hitch hike. What would happen to her if she got picked up? Nevertheless, seeing them torn up made her grind even harder against the big biker’s cock. She kept moaning and couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “My bra and panties are over there, make sure you rip those up too. Oh god yes! Tear them up!” Rasp laid the strips of cloth on the floor and lay down, stroking his hard cock. ...