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Kenpachi Zaracki's Training
Date: 7/26/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: drew1207, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
height difference. Her nails grazed over his skin, resting for a second before jerking away sharply, her lithe frame propelling backwards at the same time. "Two minutes then, Zaraki Kenpachi" she called from the other end of the room, pulling a cocky little slut pose that defied her inner turmoil. "But if I manage to evade you for that time, you stop pulling me into fights" she made the demand to him, though had little confidence in whether or not he'd agree to it. Still, no harm in trying. She dug her heels firmly into the mat, wiggling her tight curvaceous ass as she found her footing, the black bikini bottom snaking its way between her ass and rubbing teasingly against the lips of her aching pussy. Her eyes ran over him once more, coming to rest painfully on that cock. 'Gods, he said he'd do whatever he wanted but that I would recover...' She felt her panties become significantly more moist, and blushed at the thought. 'How could anyone ever recover from a cock that size when the f***e behind it is a man like that?' "Then let's begin!" growled the eye patch-wearing b**st of a man, hunkering down low and raising his hands in a wrestling stance... It was like a lion tangling with a mouse now... Her cute little body was no match for that herculean physique... Huge muscles coiled sinisterly. She'd just locked herself in a dojo with an admitted r****t for two minutes and the situation was one they'd mutually agreed on! When he charged her, he hit with all the power of a man ... in his physical prime, driving into her with terrifying f***e that sent Nelliel sk**ding back a few feet before she was able to dig her heels in... The two were locked hand in hand, feet planted, testing each other's strength... Before her, Kenpachi's great, broad chest and wide shoulders were heaving, sweat beginning to form on his upper body, rolling down his chiseled frame. As he held her wrists, he f***ed himself forward, hoping to drive the girl down to her knees and end the fight in the first few seconds. If she looked lower, she'd see his boxer shorts were straining with his weight and size, that stallion's penis twitching ferociously... It was stiff for her. It wanted to cool off inside of her warm body. If she didn't think fast, he'd be sliding in and out of her pussy in moments, breaking the girl's body in with her first man~ She felt the primal strength of him against her wrists, the bones feeling like they could crumble to dust in his hands if he willed it. Trying to remain upright and standing as he bore his weight into her made her spine want to rip in two and send her doubled over backwards, but she pressed back into him, sweat pouring down her arms and chest, soaking her thighs and making them appear moist and tantalizing to a parched, hungry mouth or a body aching to slide itself along and inside another. Her eyes had grown wide on his cock, its shocking size the only thing that making it visible to her as her buxom chest shook up and down, her nipples like a ...