1. Ohhh s****r !!


    Date: 9/30/2017, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    her top. She was wearing a sports bra and my fingers brushed it lightly before moving back down. "Take this off." I said. "I'm going to get oil all over it." Lazily, she propped herself up and struggled with the shirt until it was up over her head and then she dropped it on the floor. "Thanks for not pulverizing me like Jim would have." She muttered, closing her eyes as she settled back down. "Mm hm." I replied. I was focused on the slight material of the sports bra. Beneath it are the slight mounds of her breasts, peaked by dusky areolas and pinkish nipples. My eye lids fluttered and I had to press against the table, pushing back against the erection that was straining forward. My hands moved up to her shoulders and she moaned loudly. "Rub my neck, Paul. God it's tight..." she reached up to move her long ponytail out of the way. "'kay." My fingers kneaded her neck and shoulders, they brushed the silky strands of hair that have fallen from the ponytail, I pressed my cock against the table. My shortened nails grazed her skin and she shudders and moans. "Wow...that's good." She's humming softly in satisfaction and my mind retreats into a white cloud of lust. All I can think of is hearing those moan because my cock is buried inside of her pussy. I wanted to hear her screeching and moaning the way she had that night I'd walked in on her. I could see myself making love to her and this time I didn't care that I was a pervert. Maybe I'm not the only18 year old guy that has had ...
    i****t fantasies...but do others fantasize about fucking their crippled s****r? The question didn't still my hands from moving over the back of her bra. I toyed a bit with the binding material before slowly slipping my fingers beneath it to rub against the marks left by the bra. With shaky hands I moved down once more and rubbed along the rim of her shorts. I moved them down a bit, rubbing and kneading. I wanted to kiss her dimples that marked the top of each ass cheek. I could see the top of her thong. I knew that she sometimes wore a thong because I'd seen them in her laundry basket. My hands began to move up both thighs now. She still hummed lightly in pleasure; perhaps purring, I'm not sure which. Somehow my fingers inched towards the bottom of her ass cheeks before quickly retreating, only to creep up there again, a bit further this time. Now my cock was on fire. My mouth was parted. I wanted to push my tongue into that space between her thighs, where my thumbs hovered. I could graze that area innocently-- my hands were already on her ass... I blinked suddenly. My hands kept massaging, moving, rubbing but my eyes were glued to that space where her thighs met. Her shorts; the crotch was wet. My heart was beating so hard and fast. She was wet. Isabelle's pussy was leaking because of my touch, my fingers, my attention! I could not have stopped the moan that escaped my lips if my mouth had been sealed by duct tape. And my thumbs, that had been so close to her wet crease, gently ...
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