1. Sex in a dressing room


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Jasmin4BBC, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    away a thread of saliva that was connecting his glans and my lips and looked up. He still smiled at me and reached down, grabbing me slightly beneath my breasts to lift me up. He turned me around and I -almost instinctively- leaned down and supported myself on the bench. I was now giving him a full view of my butt and my lips. I could almost instantly feel his fingers, rubbing gently over and between my lips again. I let out a small sigh and turned my head showing him a lusting smile. By now I was really wet and wanted him inside of me. I reached behind me to spread my lips to indicate what I really wanted. Still looking back at him, now with a pleading look on my face, I wiggled my butt at him. He gave me a smile and a clap on my spread pussy lips. I winced a bit. Then he gave me another clap, and another one. He continued, getting faster but also lighter until I thought I couldn't take it anymore. When he stopped I was already breathing heavily and my lips felt puffy. He made a satisfied sound and placed his cock - that he had been slowly stroking all the time - between my lips. Finally, he started to penetrate me slowly. I closed my eyes and let out a muffled moan. This felt so wonderful. I hadn't realize how much I needed it until now. I could feel how his shaft brushed over my lips and pushed deep into me, spreading me from the inside. He started to work me in a slow rhythm to which I quickly adapted, pushing back as he pushed forward. Soon we were both breathing ...
    heavily. We tried to muffle our moans, but I am not sure whether we succeeded. Then, when I was nearing my edge, he suddenly pulled out and turned me around. A bit perplexed, I let him push me down on my knees again and accepted his cock once more in my mouth. I don't really know why, but at that point I began to eagerly suck on him and also reached for his testicles to play with them. Not much later, I felt his shaft stirring inside of my mouth and a load of cum began to spurt out. Taken by surprise, I started to gulp it down. Once I realized what was happening, it was already too late. I pulled out and breathed heavily. After I had caught my breath again, I looked up at my friend who just fucked me. He had a very satisfied smile on his face. Seeing this, I somehow felt compelled to stretch out my tongue and open my mouth wide for him, showing that I drank it all. He nodded at me as if in agreement, still slowly stroking his cock. But as much as I had enjoyed - and needed - this, I wasn't fully satisfied. He didn't bring me over the edge and made me orgasm. I let myself slump back to lean on the cabin wall. My legs were still angled and now spread again. I could feel the cold air on my lips as my and his fluids began to dry. Unconciously, I started to play between my legs again. I guess my friend must have realized that I was not satisfied, or he just wanted his lucky moment to last even longer. "More?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. I looked up at him and nodded, slightly chewing ...