1. Nessa's Story


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: MrSizable, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    talent?” Immediately as I start pushing your head further down, you try to resist. Eventually, you realize there is no use as my cock pushes into your throat. Looking up at me as you smile, you groan…your jaws already extending pass their norm…you try to relax but…find it impossible. Instead, you try to trace your tongue beneath the underside of my cock…thinking of the boys and how they were never so big… “Mmmmmm, a tricky little tongue too? I like it.” I release my grip on your hair, giving you a moment to release my cock from your mouth and breathe. “Can't have you blacking out on me now, can we?” You pull away from me and my cock the moment I let go, gasping for air. While trying to breath, you look at me…still shocked but not pulling away from your reach. You kneel silently, staring up at me with wanting, yet scared eyes. I take my cock in my hand, and gently slap both of your cheeks. “You still with me s*s? Hahahahaha.” I chuckle while looking back at you. You glare up at me, deciding that if you’re going to have to do this you might as well enjoy it, too. ”I'm here…b*****r.” You say, but the term comes out stressed and a little heated. Inching closer to me, you eagerly lap at the head of my cock, even as its still in my hand, taking it in your mouth again and trying to get as much of my cock in your throat as possible. Only slightly more than before… “Mmmmm, such an eager little girl...” I say, while I grab your hair again, but this time, I pull you off of my cock, ...
    and I stand up, bringing you up with me. I look over your body, and spin you around and look once more. I then throw you onto my bed, face first. I reach up the back of your t-shirt find you're not wearing a bra... ”That's right...I forgot you sl**p without a bra...” And with that I pull your shirt off of you, making you raise your arms. I then come to the little polyester shorts you always sl**p in…but instead of pulling them down and letting them settle around your ankles, I tear them off of you, letting them break at the sides and I throw them across the room into my trash. I find your cute little thong....black with red lace... “Y'know Nessa, these have always been my favorite... “I whisper as I stand over you, admiring your body from this bent-over angle, in that thong… You squeal as I pull you away and up. As I spin you around, you grin…your eyes on mine, until I throw you on to the bed. “Ow! Hey!” You say, but hardly have time to complain before feeling my hands up your shirt. You even try to turn over, struggling against me…only half the effort from earlier. You comply as I try to pull off your shirt, your hands automatically cupping my tits and covering them. Gasping as I tear your shorts, you groan, “…mine too…” you murmur as I take in the view. I grab your hair again, arching your back and pulling your head towards mine and whisper, “Let's leave them on shall we?” My teeth softly bite at your ear lobe. Your hands fall from your tits, trying to help hold yourself in ...
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