1. Anniversary Trip ch.2 - Sex Slave Stripper


    Date: 12/6/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    screwed. &#034Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh! Unggh! Ungghh! Aaaahhhhh.. Oh yesssssss.&#034 Her hips never slowed their hunching motions as she tantalized the men with her lewd, sensuous moaning. They bean to openly stroke their cocks as she spoke. In front of the next group, Paula repeated the performance. Her thighs spread even wider this time. The crotchband of her panties was now completely buried inside her slit. Her secretions had so soaked the tiny garment, it was completely transparent and useless. By the time she reached the black men again, her skirt was bunched around her waist. The effect was much more sensuous than if she were naked. She was dancing with her tits exposed, her blouse off, her half-bra bunched underneath her breasts pushing them up and out. Below her waist she wore only her useless, wet panties, her thin garter belt, the hose and the high heels. Her hips pumped her pussy straight at them. Three men stuffed bills into the tops of her hose. &#034Come on, Baby. We can't fuck you standing up. Get down on the stage and do it for us.. Come on, Bitch. Fuck us good.&#034 As if she were their sex slave instead of mine, Paula lowered herself to the stage. Lying on her back with her ass only two feet from the stage edge, she raised her nylon- clad sensuous legs into the air until the spike heels pointed toward the ceiling. She held her thighs tightly together, but wisps of pubic hair still protruded from the dark cleft between her thighs. Slowly.. Her thighs parted. Six ...
    inches. The crotchband of her panties came into view, at least that part that had not sunk into the depths of her slit. Another six inches exposed her pubic bush almost completely. When her legs were fully spread, the entire cuntal plane was exposed. It was just inches away from the excited men. Bending her knees, my wife planted her spike heels on the stage with her thighs spread wide. Her hips began to grind in the motions of intercourse. Up and down. Side to side.. rotating to the throbbing beat of the music. Slipping her hands beneath her butt, she cupped her ass cheeks. Now her pumping fuck motions increased in speed and amplitude. Paula's hips arched high into the air so that her body was bowed in an arc. The black men stared at my wife's elevated cunt. &#034Come on, Bitch. Take off the damn panties. Take'em off! Show us your white cunthole&#034, they yelled. Paula rose and moved around the stage ignoring their groans of disappointment. Some men tried to move with her, but they were so tightly packed, it was impossible. Two more bills were stuffed into my wife's stockings as she lay on the stage grinding her hips. She rewarded the generous men by lifting her legs into the classic fucking position with her knees pulled back so far they brushed against the big thrusting tits. Her thighs gaped wide open. In this position, all my wife could do was grind her hips to the music. One bold male hand reached between her widespread thighs and ran his finger up and down the slit of ...
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