1. Chrismas Pudding


    Date: 4/12/2016, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 89, Source: xHamster

    apricot-sized breasts, capped by stiff brown nipples, thrust obediently upward. Teddy was nestled in the crook of one arm, and a serious, almost pouting face stared back at me, her chin pressing into her chest as the angle of her posture required. I felt my prick twitch inside her. Our current position would be inadequate for the rapid, deep power-fucking that was about to commence, the imperative for which I could feel building in my balls. I fell forward, sliding the young teen on her wrapping-paper sled back across the carpet. I planted my right elbow beside her head, bringing my face next to hers. As my left hand cupped her tight little ass and held it, at least a foot off the floor, and my cock began to pound voraciously into her syrupy sugarplum, I trapped her little bow-shaped mouth in my own. The momentum of each inward thrust caused her to slide a couple of inches headwards, and on each outstroke I instinctually followed her, repositioning my knees to maximize the leverage available to my next hip thrust. Once I get a rhythm going into Maria's velvety fuckpouch, I find it difficult to stop myself, so soon we were under the tree, threatening to drive into the stand and bring the whole thing down. I felt fir needles scr****g gently across my back as I placed my right hand out, palm down on the tree skirt above her head, to arrest any further progress of her inadvertent flight. I drew my head back, knocking off an ornament in the process, and could feel my face ...
    taking on the lust-crazed, wild-eyed look of impending climax. Looking back at me was the slightly flushed, but still quite somber, countenance of my lovely little fuck blessing. Yes, this year had indeed been a gift, I thought, as I gasped and pumped a sticky load of my potent batter directly into her Christmas pudding. On sensing this deposit, Maria's eyes closed, and an almost happy expression flitted across her face. Maria never seemed to mind sex, and almost appeared to enjoy it at times, but for some reason the only time she was clearly experiencing sexual pleasure was when I was coming inside her. I made an effort to provide her this sensation as frequently as I could. After peeling myself off the sweet little Latina, I leaned back against an ottoman and put Maria to work cleaning up the Christmas detritus. My moist, heavy prick lay coiled along my leg as I watched her cute, light brown buns undulate and flex while she went about the task. My seed glistened around her juvenile pubis and her inner thighs. As she completed the cleanup, I looked at the clock again. Plenty of time, I thought, as I reached for a sprig of mistletoe that had dropped from the living room entryway and onto the floor near me. Plenty of time for that old sophomoric joke. Only this time, it would be no joke. Holding it over my once more stirring penis, I summoned the girl. "Maria, we've taught you what mistletoe means...." Without a hint of complaint, the girl left her other duties to bury her face ...
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