1. Jake Part XVIII - Creative Anachronism


    Date: 3/18/2016, Categories: Sex Humor, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: WriterJim, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    realized, which came as a surprise, but damn had she gotten tight all of a sudden! Holding deep inside and grinding against her, he groaned as he pumped his load into her pussy… except, looking down, he realized that he wasn’t in her pussy anymore. He was somehow lodged balls-deep in the girl’s asshole. Jake found it almost impossible not to laugh as he heard Marta’s screaming from outside the stall. Even funnier was Kyle’s groans and thrusts; when he’d lined up the shot, so to speak, he’d expected the guy to stop once he shoved himself up Marta’s ass. Clearly this wasn’t the case; he was in it to the finish. He ushered Petra out of the washroom as soon as the sounds of sex stopped and the screams turned into curses. Although part of him was curious how she would react to discovering cum dripping from both of her holes, there was no part of that scene that he had any desire to be involved in. Especially once Marta found out that “someone” had written on her back again about how much of a bitch she was. Instead, they returned to the dance floor to check up on Mala. They found her sitting at the bar, nursing a drink. Her dance partner had apparently wandered off in search of another conquest. “Aww, p*o,” Petra said, disappointed. Jake didn’t like seeing his princess unhappy; didn’t like it one bit. So he did what any father with impossible magical powers would do. Petra clung to his arm in surprise. “Daddy, are you doing this?” Jake smiled at her. “Anything for you, love.” He ...
    pulled her out of the way as a backward-walking woman passed by them. “We wouldn’t want to miss anything, after all.” He followed Mala, running time in reverse carefully. There she went back to the dance floor, and now she was dancing with her suitor again. It looked pretty tame, which was probably why he didn’t stay with her afterward. Jake stopped time again. Petra nudged him and pointed toward the washrooms. “Look, Daddy,” she said, “that’s us!” Jake chuckled. “Hmm, maybe later we should have a double-date.” Petra giggled. “That’s so weird.” She turned toward Mala again. “We’ll worry about that later. What do you want to do to her?” Damn, Chet thought, why do I always get stuck with the frigid one? Kyle’s plan had been to get them both some action tonight, but Kyle and that slut with the huge tits had run off and this desi-looking girl wasn’t really getting into dancing with him. And if she wouldn’t get into dancing in a club, how was he supposed to get her to take off with him? She was pretty hot, too. She had that “came here from the office” look that really turned his crank, and after her shirt problems she’d cinched her top on so tight that it pushed her tits up and together in a way that he really enjoyed. Not to mention her flat stomach - a rarer and rarer thing these days - and that really prominent nose that gave her face that mysterious look. Damn, he was hard just imagining what she’d be like in the sack. Or against a wall. Or here on the dance floor. Not that it ...
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