1. So I Had A Bad Day


    Date: 10/21/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: ova9bbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    your purse where it's wedged under the passenger seat. Your skirt is hiked up some, pulled tight against your shape as you struggle to retrieve a checkbook. When you brace a hand against the dash, I am treated to the alluring shift and wiggle of your breasts as they press against your shirt. They are shifting and swaying as you mutter curses at purses, men and life in general. Your balance slips. You stretch to adjust, which pulls your skirt up more. This affords me a nice look at your purple silk garter belt where it clips onto your lace-topped stocking. My response is immediate. I have to adjust myself behind my zipper. "C'mon lady, I don't have all night," I bite out, my frustration boiling over. With a gasp of outrage, you finally yank the checkbook out of the purse. Stumbling out of the car, you slam the door and turn on me, irritation evident in every line of your body. Sparks shoot from your eyes as you hiss your request that I go fuck myself, temper overriding caution. It is only when I slam my body against yours, pinning you to the car, that I see the realization of your situation flood through your eyes. It's late. We're alone in the darkened parking lot of a noisy bar, you just shut the door on your only means of escape and your damn mobile is resting on the seat. As these thoughts flood your mind, I feel you freeze with comprehension before you begin to struggle, full of fear and angry at yourself. You're normally smarter than this, wiser than this. Kicking, ...
    wriggling, you struggle against me, pushing at your shoulders, twisting your head away as my lips draw closer, breath flaring over your skin. You are breathless, unable to scream as I nip at your jaw. Groaning as you lean back away from my touch, inadvertently pushing your hips harder against my own. You gasp at my obvious arousal and I begin to grind it into you, rubbing myself into the cradle of your hips. Squealing, you jerk your hips away, bringing your face close to mine...too close. I grasp your chin in my hand, holding you still, squishing your mouth. Your lips pucker as your eyes fill with fear. You desperately look for a way out, but there is no escape and we both know it. With both your wrists held tight in one of my big hands, I wrap my fist in your shirt and jerk, the buttons flying and material ripping. Your soft white skin is exposed in the dim light. I am able to make out the satiny glimmer of a purple bra that I'm sure matches that sexy garter I already saw. Your whimpering excites me even more, as do your shivers in this cold air, which make your breasts tremble invitingly. Enervated at how easy it is to dominate this woman, to dominate anything after the day I've had, I breathe hard. I am losing my grip on what little control I had. Grasping the silky purple material of your bra, I yank it down off your breasts, moaning at your whine of pain. Pressing tight against you, I f***e you against the car. Your own body pins your hands. This frees mine to maul your ...
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