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Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

smile, and lowered myself onto his erection. It took a few attempts before I could take him all the way inside me, but I did. His member hadn't seemed unusually large compared to the boys I'd been with, but for some reason I felt wonderfully full. Victoria looked amused. Derek had his head rolled back, eyes closed, and was softly muttering, "Oh God." I started pumping up and down and they both just watched me for a while. Their faces were close together and Victoria was caressing her husband's cheek and neck. I tried to keep my back straight and shoulders back, hoping to make my boobs look their best. I guess it worked, because Victoria couldn't take her eyes off them. Derek's gaze traveled all over me, but he seemed to linger on my belly the most. Bouncing straight up and down got tiring quickly, so I leaned forward and switched to a more forward-and-back style of fucking. Derek let out some occasional quick moans, and so did I. I think I said, "oh yeah" and "come on" and some other mindless sex phrases. Early on, Derek was playing with my boobs while I rode him. Later he had his hands on my waist and was bucking his hips up into me in time with my pumping. Victoria got out of bed and stood there watching us for a moment. Shortly she leaned in - almost slithering across the empty half of the bed - and whispered something in her husband's ear. I couldn't make it out. It might have been my imagination, but I thought I heard the words, "little girl." Whatever she said, it ... turned him on, because he started pushing his hips into me faster. That actually messed up our rhythm, so we stopped and repositioned. This time I was on my back, legs spread wide for the beautiful man on top of me, looking at me with his deep blue eyes. He pushed his way inside me again, and started pumping into me - long strokes, like a machine. His pelvis bumped pleasantly into mine at the end of each stroke, joining with the satisfying pressure inside of me and the weight pressing down on me. My moans became whimpers. Victoria knelt by our sides, and I gather she stuck her finger up his butt because he gasped and his face got weird. Now, instead of moaning, Derek was grunting. He was clearly getting close to his orgasm. I was close, too, and I worried that he might finish first and stop before I could crest my own wave. I felt a desperate need for the climax that was just out of reach. I didn't know how I could live if I didn't experience *this* orgasm. Victoria kept working her finger Derek's ass, and he started to really pound me hard. I actually shrieked. Victoria's voice took on a devilish quality: "That's it, lover. Pry this darling flower's pedals wide open." I feel like I should have been insulted by that, but instead I was inspired. I called out the first stupid thing that came to mind: "Yes, bruise me! Rip me open. Fill me like a river." I started coming before I finished saying it, contractions echoing through my body, as the euphoria of sex washed over me. I was ...