1. SOVIET SADIST'S SLAVE


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Author: 60ssexmoviechannel, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    his cock had reins. He heaved his up once, then brought them down and felt the slit of his glans split wide. A blast of man come shot out his prick and shot his girlfriend full in the cunt. She fielded the blast beautifully and tossed back one of her own. "Oh, God!!!!!" she cried, as though the two of them were in a soundproof room in the middle of an island. Her voice rocked the rafters. She spun into a tumbling spiral of mind-shattering climax. She gripped Tyson's shoulders with her fingernails. Her body shook all over. She came like a truck barreling down a hill. Tyson hung on and felt his stomach muscles contract, into one... two... three hard jets of creamy white come that washed into his girlfriend's womb. The two of them came in a wild display of hip rolling and teeth gnashing and head tossing. Where one of their orgasms stopped and the other one began, no onlooker could possibly say. "Wow!" Ursula said as she wiggled her hot hips off the still rock hard pecker of her boyfriend's thick stick. "That really blew me away." Tyson smiled. He hadn't yet found the kind of action that could blow his girlfriend away. She was probably a nympho. But that was fine with him. As long as he and she could go on looking together. Ursula picked up a cigarette and lit it. She was much too young to smoke, and Tyson, being an athlete, really didn't approve. But she was nervous. It was her first trans-Atlantic flight tomorrow. "I'll miss you, sweetheart," she said, toying with a thick ...
    tendril of his chestnut hair. "I'm really glad you could spend this last night with me." It wasn't a problem since Tyson's father owned a rather large chemical plant in New Jersey and he had his own car and the money necessary to keep it filled with gasoline. "Do you really have to go?" "I don't REALLY, you know. But it's worth eight college credits. Just touring the churches of France and writing a paper on it counts as one class! It'll mean I can graduate that much sooner and we can be married." Tyson liked the sound of that, even if he didn't like his girlfriend traipsing off to Europe for the summer without him. "Don't you dare fuck with any other guys when you're over there. You hear me?" He grabbed her gorgeous raven-haired head in a mock wrestling hold and hugged her close. "You don't have to worry," she replied through constricted vocal chords, "all those Frenchmen are gay. I've seen them swish around in the movies." "Just be sure you don't," he said as a final warning. He meant it, too. Tyson Williamson most definitely did not want his girlfriend and future fiance messing around on the continent. With faggots or anybody else. "Besides," Ursula said, sticking her finger inside her cunt and scooping out some of the delicious cream that Tyson had just shot in there, "who'd want to make it with anybody else after you? Whose come tastes this good?" Just to prove her point, Ursula sucked her fingers lewdly and loud. Tyson laughed and sat back while she cleaned his dick with her ...
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