1. The Freak Inside


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    only one you need protection from.” She wondered if she were as transparent to the people close to her daily existence. Then she had to wonder whether or not she cared. Her entire life had always been about going through the motions. Even her forays into scenes like the one in the warehouse earlier. It might’ve been contrary motion, but it was aimless motion nonetheless. No matter what he said, Freeman’s cock felt every inch as solid as it had looked earlier. Since she started fondling him, the hem of her dress had fallen back into place. She’d taken it off inside, before the group started playing with her. It remained as fresh and crisp as her panties, but now Freeman’s cock was spotting the front of it with precum, and her pussy was quickly dampening the gusset of her panties. His right hand moved off the top of the car and down over her body. He squeezed at the fullness of her breast, forcing the swell to pop out above the low-cut neckline, and then moving down over her hip to her thigh. He pushed the hem up and cupped his hand over her panty-covered mound. His fingers slid deeper into the snug gap between her thighs, grinding lightly into the soft puff of her aroused sex lips through the lace. “This how you protect me from my big, bad self?” Her nipples started to burn as a thick finger slipped past the strip of lace separating her slit from his touch. Now it was all finger and slippery cunt flesh. His finger. Her flesh. A rush of steaming dew lathered everything. “At ...
    least four cocks blasted cum inside this fuckhole,” he said evenly, his finger delving into her cream lacquered sheath. “Two more in and around your mouth. I saw you lapping out at it all with your tongue…like…” “Like some kinda cum hungry bitch?” she completed. He quickly brought his left hand to her throat, holding her firmly without constricting. He knew his strength, and she was sure he rarely ever lost control of it. “Don’t. Ever. Say. That. Word. Around. Me.” His finger shoved deeper into her pussy, holding and curling, gently massaging the inner wall of her body. He was touching her right in the sweet spot while the unexpected fire in his tone touched everywhere else. She averted her gaze, even with his hand still on her neck. “I live in a prison of false courtesy,” she said. He pushed a second finger into her pussy beside the first. Both drew back to thrust inside again and curl. “Maybe,” he said, his fingers settling into a steady pump and curl inside her. “What kind of courtesy do you call walking around with a cunt full of strangers’ spunk? I think your mouth must still taste of cocks and cum. And I’m sure you didn’t miss the point that in everything going on back there, nobody bothered kissing you.” “They were instructed not to. That’s only for someone you care about.” “Like your fiancé? The one who happens to be running for a seat in the Senate? I can see how much you care about him.” She was about to tell him her fiancé was none of his fucking business, but the ...
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