1. Chilly Morning


    Date: 1/6/2016, Categories: Anal, Author: sterlingass, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    There was heat and light and sweat. I raised up onto my elbows and drove inside like an archer’s arrow, hitting the target again and again. My pelvis pushed against her clit on one stroke and the head of my dick was the only thing left inside her on the other. Still she never let go of my ass. She gripped my cheeks with the fingers of a woman holding on for dear life. Suddenly I heard that hum again. I felt it, too. It was inside her chest and throat and her pussy, too. It ran and jumped like jazz, improvising with every heartbeat; a high note here and low note there – silence, then all over again, but different. I didn’t move. She rocked and squeezed, Taylor’s orgasm was the Big Bang. She opened her eyes. “Turn over.” “What,” I said. “Get on your back.” I raised up by she grabbed on tight. “Don’t pull out, just roll over.” So I did, with her still around me like a soft quiet night. She rearranged herself and straddle me, her tits hanging low on my face. I licked a nipple. “Suck it harder,” she said. Who was I to not obey. Taylor leaned to one side then began to wriggle her ass. She was laying on me, her breast in my mouth, her hands up near my head, practically doing an Alvin Ailey dance move on my dick with her ass. It was so much as up and down or side to side as much as it was all of the above. Her pussy was a ...
    tornado and there was nothing I could do except let it take me to OZ – the Orgasm Zone. I reached back and grabbed her ass. I felt it tighten and loosen, squeeze and relax. I pulled her cheeks apart and rubbed her asshole with both index fingers. I pushed one inside and could feel my dick between the thin walls of her ass and pussy. I was running out of time. “Rub my balls,” I said, but I wasn’t sure if she understood me, my mouth was covered in tittie. But she raised up slightly and her left hand reached back to my balls. I only had one finger in her ass now. She tapped them softly and I could feel the cum about to find its way free. Taylor was fully upright now, a hand on my balls, another on my chest, pinching my nipple. She was smiling. The tornado had stopped, but I was still spinning, out of control, but in the hands of a fateful mistress. She pushed her wrist down beneath my balls and pressed a searching fingertip to my asshole. That’s it, all hands on deck, we’re about to blow! She felt me tense up and then with a move swifter than a shooting star she was up off me and her mouth was around my dick. She sucked and pushed a finger inside my ass and I came like a storm, shaking and moaning, passion spending its last. Taylor lifted her head and I saw her swallow. My eyes closed. “Wake up, you got to go to work.” The End
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