*******So a couple of class back, I had a talk of the town with the original generator of the MSA series. I like his story so a great deal and I wanted to use some of his fictional character in my own series. He gave me his blessing, and this is the first of the series. If you all like it, let me have it away and I 'll continue with it. If not, I 'll quit and abstain. So this narration is a bit short and slow to start and the sex is nimble, but its the untier. Following stories will be farseeing and have more sex. On another banknote, I 'm going to start crowd surf for my storey estimate. So if you got an idea for a story, or a story you 've always wanted to see written, PM me and I 'll consume a pass at it. And as always crit is always welcome. I aim to please my fellow XNXXers. Fair tip and Following Seas*******

When Damien Jones looked into the mirror, he liked what he saw. At 20 standing at exactly 6'2, 190 Irish pound and a smooth brown peel tint, with he knew all that clock time spent in the gym over the summer had been Charles Frederick Worth it. He had a well defined body. The hours he spent lifting as well as doing muay thai and jui jitsu at his gym, Wolfpak, had paid off. Now as he began his 1st year at college in New Hampshire, away from all his supporter and family back home in Long Beach, he was ready to start freshly, to begin his new aliveness. He finished shave, and returned back to his elbow room to get dressed. He put on a duet of unhorse blue air jeans and a red push button up shirt.

Rolling up the sleeves to his elbow and putting on a brace of gabardine Nikes, he couldn't wait for the first day of classes to get down. orientation had shown him that this schoolhouse would be something worth remembering, he just knew it. The girlfriend were extremely attractive, and he had met a dyad of dandy that seemed pretty cool too. He walked into the kitchen of his apartment, grabbed an apple and headed downstairs to his superbia and joy, his 95 Z28.

nigh people didn't understand why he loved his car so much ; it was old, no uncertainty. But the classic cars that everyone loved today were, at one point in clock time, at an ill at ease fourth dimension leg where they were 17 years old and basically forgotten about. But when they got to be 30-40 years old, they suddenly became collector's piece. He was just making sure he had it from the get go. And it wasn't like it was a eat bucket. He had ported and polished the headland, dropped a performance camshaft in, put in a coldness air inhalation, ceramic heading back exhausts, a high cubicle torque converter, a supercharger, and cheater slip tires. All together it was putting about 470 hp to the rear wheels. Not to bring up the suspension was completely reconstruct, the Department of the Interior was re upholstered and a beautiful mix of inkiness and purple with the paint job being a strong-armer matte blackamoor. He did do it his car, working on it for 5 years and paying for it by working at this nitty-gritty packing factory back home.

He got in the car, put the key in the kindling and turned the car over. It roared to living as a gaggle of girls walked across the street. Damien could see in the rear view mirror them leap at the sound of the beast and how they looked at on in awe and excitement. He put on his sunglasses, and said to himself,"Yea, this is going to be a good year."
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Damien started on as the professor at the head of the class was going on about the syllabus for the year. trig was his first class of the day, and he knew he was fucked. Math had never been his strong case and he had barely passed trigonometry in high schoolhouse. As he listened to the Old man drone on about how the category would be conducted, Damien let his eyes wander around the lecture hall. There were a lot of really adept looking girls in this class, he thought to himself. He already knew that this subject area was going to be an uphill conflict in the rain, but he might he a couple of hook-ups out of it.

The professor dismissed the class and he stood up and walked toward the exit. As he was just out the doorway, a voice behind him called out,"Hey Damien !"He turned around to see Max, a guy he had met during orientation course walking up to him."What's up bro"Damien replied"I didn't see you in there ”."Yea, I was up in the back talking with a match of really hot chicks. There's a company Friday at one of their admirer business firm out in student Housing, you down ?"“ Fucking A right wing, I'm game"Damien said."What do you feature next ?"To which Max replied,"English language 101."Damien gladiolus he had a class with soul he knew said,"Sweet, I've got that one too ”. As the pair walked towards the building of their succeeding course of study, they couldn't supporter but notice all the coeds, the hot coeds all around them. There was a group of female child over by some picnic tables, a couple playing Frisbee with some guy wire under the Tree, they were everywhere.

"So many choice, so minuscule difference."Max said as they watched they delectable females."My goal this twelvemonth is to fuck as many of them as I potential can without getting herpes."“ fountainhead, there certainly isn't a dearth, so right luck with that"Damien said laughing as they arrived at the edifice. They walked in, found their lecture manor hall and got bum in the spine of the room. As people started to stack, Max and Damien spotted three more hombre they met at orientation course who came up to sit with them. Jake, a lanky White boy with blonde hair, drab eyes was one of those guy wire who should have grown up on the beach. He even talked with the surfer cha part. Keegan, was a large Russian fellow, even grandiloquent than Damien by a span of column inch, and massively built but gave off that vibe that he wouldn't impairment a fly until you fucked with him…then he'd tear your head off. And then there was David Ricardo. He was a shorter guy, full on Spaniard and even had the stress and slicked back hair to go with it. The five of them caught up on the final couple of days while hoi polloi continued to pour into the room.

Then Keegan asked Damien,"Hey did you see that warlike artwork place right off campus ?"Damien pinna perking up replied,"No, I didn't know there was any place like that around here."“ Yea, they teach jay jetsu or something like that."Haha, you mean Jiu Jitsu ? tinker's damn, definitely didn't know about that."Damien replied."Well, I'm going to contain it out around 6 tonight. You want to hail ? You've done that kind of stuff before right wing ?"Keegan asked."Yea, I know a little, I'll come with you."

Damien was however, being quite mild. backbone home he had been doing muay Tai and jui jitsu for about 4 twelvemonth. His point of view up was good, but it was on the ground where he shined. He had gone to tournaments and competitions winning a good majority of them for the section he entered in including the Abu Dhabi, which is a esteemed grappling tournament known world panoptic and he placed minute in that tournament for his sectionalisation. He mind wandered off, thinking about that Nox and excited to take in found another gym so quickly. He hoped that it would pan out and have good instructor and not be one of those dime a dozen gyms. Just then the professor for that class walked in and began his origination. But Damien idea was else where ; his head was on the mat.
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Damien and Keegan pulled into the parking of the gym. In Ne letters above the facility were the Book Salvatore Bros."This is the place ?"Damien asked and Keegan nodded his caput. They both got out and header towards the doorway. When they walked inside they were immediately greeting by the sound of a lecture being given. There was an older dame at the front end desk, around 50 with grey hair crow's fundament around the eyes, but a warming smile on her expression."how-do-you-do, can I help you ?"she asked. Damien said to her,"Hi, me and my friend here are new to the area so we thought we'd check your gym out."“ Oh well its not my gym, it belong to my hubby and his Brother. They're giving a example right now, there are electric chair on the mat, and you can go sit in and watch."“ Thank you very a great deal ma'am. Come on lets go."Damien said turning to Keegan.

The duo walked around the recession towards the mat. There was a line of chairs along the wall where the two sat. In the center of the mat where two older valet who Damien assumed to be the Salvatore brothers and they were demonstrating a triangle choke crank. As the two watched on, Keegan leaned over to Damien and asked"What is he doing ?"Damien explained."For that move the attacked has his opposer in a trigon choking coil. But because he's resisting the submission, the attacked lifts his hip joint and shifts opposite to the outside leg. Then, placing the top of his foot inside his antagonist crotch, he sinks his hips down and sits up which doubles the pressure on the neck and immediately forces the opposer to tap out or receive his neck broken."As on cue, one of the brothers demonstrates the move and as soon as it was locked in, the other pal tapped the mat."Damn, that stool look like it hurts"Keegan stated wincing."Yea, it definitely is not fun"Damien replied.

The brothers broke the circle sending everyone out to practice the technique, while the two of them approached Damien and Keegan."Hows it going boy ?"one of the brothers said to them."My name is Stephen Salvatore and this is my brother Damon. You guys new around here ?"Keegan spoke up, feeling a small out of his element,"Yes sir, we both just started school down the road."Damon replied,"Yea we get a lot of the pupil who like to fall in from clock time to time. As you can see, we have a pretty diverse chemical group here."As Damien looked around he saw black, Patrick Victor Martindale White, male person, female, untried and honest-to-god. It was a fairly diverse, a good augury, meaning that they didn't just cater to douchebags who just want to know grass up.

As he continued to look around, Sir Leslie Stephen exclamation snapped him out of his observation."Hey wait a second I know you. Ummm, Damien Jones right ?"“ Uh yea, how did you know that ?"Damien asked, puzzled."The Abu Dhabi last twelvemonth, you were in the 180s. I followed your matches and I have to say I was thoroughly impressed. You are extremely gifted. shame you didn't take first."Stephen said."Wow, I didn't even think some one would think of from a tournament a year ago."Damon spoke up,"No, I remember you now to, the last compeer, that was one of the ripe mate I've seen. I rooted for you the entire time."Damien was glad he was nighttime skinned, he hated the thought of people seeing him blush.

The brothers turned their attention to Keegan, the elephant in the elbow room."And what about you son ? Why so quiet ?"Stephen asked."To be honest sir, this is the first time seeing anything like this. I guess this is kind of what a fish out of water feel like, only you know…without the dying."“ Damon and Stephen both laughed, Damon then reassuring the gentle whale,"cum on son, lets sit down and let me assure you a little about jiu jitsu."Damien slapped his friend on the cover and said,"Don't trouble you'll be alright man."

As Damon and Keegan walked to the far end of the death chair to sit down, Stephen asked Damien if he wanted to wind around a bit."A lot of the masses in aright now aren't too experienced but I don't believe in separating them from the more advanced guys, it helps them learn. So there a couple people in here who should be capable to restrain up with you…for a little while at least."Stephen chuckled to himself and again Damien was glad to be ignominious."I doubt it sir, I'm rusty, and they could probably sound off my ass."He said."Nonsense !"Stephen exclaimed,"Your kind of endowment doesn't just disappear. In fact I'm going to accept you grapnel one of my best, if not scoop. That is if you want."Damien couldn't deny the urge he felt to roll around on the mat."Absolutely. But I not entirely train, I didn't bring any gear"he said feeling a bit ashamed he didn't foresee this happening, either way he wanted to end up on the mat tonight and the fact that he didn't bring his gear made it a lilliputian mad at himself. Stephen waved his hand,"Go see my wife up front, she'll set you up."

Damien turned and walked back towards the front line, to the receptionist desk and relayed Olaf's message. The woman left for a minute and returned with a bleak long sleeve rash safeguard, a twain of shorts and a verbalise part."Here you go, the Men's changing room is just that way"she said pointing him in the correct centering."Thank you ma'am"he replied walking towards the changing room.

He quickly changed over, his adrenalin beginning to pump, his heart rate racing at the thought of getting on the mat. He laughed at himself, no matter how many fourth dimension he grappled ; it always felt like the first time to him. He walked back out of the privy, the cold tile under his foundation and leaving his clothes on the terrace next to the battlefront counter. He walked back out to the mat and over to Stephen and said,"I'm ready. Let's do this."Stephen laughed a deep hearty jape,"I love the readiness. Alright, I'll oblige. Donovan, where are you at ?"A feminine vocalism behind him said,"Over here."Damien turned around and his jaw dropped.

What a plenty to behold. Tall, as she was almost eye floor with him, Brown University eyes, with blond hair that pilus browned streaks in, that was tied back in a ponytail to hold it out of her centre. Cute small little olfactory organ, with these wax alky lips. She was extremely busty, that a good deal was evident, as she was wearing a compression shirt like his, but her chest still protruded quite a bit. His eyes traveled downward, her waist went inward and then exploded outwards, her pelvis were heavy and round, and she was in urban sprawl fight shorts which hide the physical body. She had to be packing an ass. And her wooden leg were thick, that led down to pes with cute pink colored toenails with flower on the big tow.

"You gon na fucking stare all night or you going to get your ass kicked ?"this knock growled at him in menacing voice. Even though she had just threatened him, her voice made Damien ado in his shorts. She walked past him, bumping her shoulder into him hard as she did it, to the center of the mat. Stephen laughed again and said,"good hazard son ”. He followed her and noticed her ass. It was huge. Even in the figure hiding shorts, which weren't doing their job, it stuck out and could see it jiggling as she walked. The sight alone made him hard, very hard. She stopped and turned around to face him, and the other grapplers had stopped practicing and formed a circle around the two.

"You two ready ?"Stephen said outside the circle of students. The girl looked at him and nodded her fountainhead and Damien said"Ready ”. Then Stephen sized the two of them up and said"Begin."Damien tried to get his mind together. This mantrap in social movement of him, even though she had a looking at in her had that made her seem like she wanted to deplumate his head off, was making him very distracted. He extended his deal, customary between two opponents as to wish well each other a good match.

She grabbed it with her remote hand, and shooting her in spite of appearance hand under his armpit, turned into him and shoulder tossed him. Damien saw the ceiling fly before his eyes and landed hard on his back, the farting knocked out of him. He certainly wasn't expecting that. Before he could react, she threaded her free script under his arm and set in a Keylock. He felt the pressure immediately bug out to build in his arm and articulatio humeri and knew he was in trouble. His mind shut off and inherent aptitude kicked. Because she was so spry to try and stop him, she had improved her position and taken the backing, so with his stage free, Damien took his outside leg and swung it around in front man of her face and pushed down, freeing his arm of her lock and pushing her away. She was quick to recover. He was on his butt when she flew at him, but he rolled back and trapped her in full guard. He put his hand on the rachis of her head and sucked it into his chest. She began to work on opening his legs up, but with her struggling he became very aware that her monumental breasts were squished into his abs. As she struggled, her breasts moving around him, he slipped out of his fighter aircraft mentality and felt his cock flurry again,

She capitalized on his lack of demurrer and posted one of his human knee to the ground and stepped over into half sentry duty, the shooting her other leg out and to his former side of meat getting the climb. She immediately dropped her hands to the top of his header and put chest air pressure on him. Now her giant globe were flop in his face, suffocating him. Damien's mind switching back and forth between arousal and furiousness. raging that she was dominating him so easily, and aroused that this dame monster tit were crushing his look.

He reached his hand to pry one of hers off his head, but she countered, grabbing it with a death clutches. Then swinging her leg around, she planted it on his nerve and leaned back into an armbar. He knew he was in difficulty again, the painful sensation in his elbow made him acutely aware of that. But again, her precipitation made her sloppy and he shot his relinquish had up to grab is forearm and used the extra space her legs left to get his head free. He postured up, now within her guard, and began to try and get some breathing elbow room, because her hefty stage were damn near crushing his costa."Goddamn this gripe is strong"Damien thought to him. He saw her eyes quickly shoot to his outside leg, and in an jiffy, knew she was going to seek to sweep him. He anticipated it and when she dropped her leg to his, he jumped safety device quickly, landing in side control.

Even with her rima oris sentry go in, he heard her say"fucking ”. He chuckled to him self, and she shot him daggers. She attempted to charge him off, but he was entirely to stable. He noted again, he was bureau to chest, he could feel her tit on his chest and he even felt her nipples, they were hard. He tried to keep up focus as her pelvic girdle came of the ground as she tried to roll over him, but put up his forearm to block her reversal transition and slid his leg over her trunk. Now he had the mount and the pep pill deal. She quickly reached up and sucked his head to her chest to prevent him from capitalizing with a entry attempt. Once again, he was face first in her resplendent mounds, and with her squirming to buck him off, it was almost like he was motor boating her. And through all of this, even though she was profusely sweating, he found himself attracted to the smell. In his ear he heard her say,"Pervert"in his ear. He then became aware of the fact that his hard on was poking her in the abdomen as he sat on top of her.

Disgusted with himself for disgracing his art by being unsportsmanlike like, for getting aroused by his opponent when he should only be focused on winning. He resolved that this was over now, popped he head up, and at the Same clock time posted his aright leg outside her head and then slump it under. Grabbing her hand, he rolled over locking his rear of his knee on the top of his pes and sunk in a triangle choke. She started to bear up, but he picked her stifle and she fell back down. Her brass was turning brilliantly red and her breath was gasped and ragged. He felt her hot breath…on his dick. Where her fountainhead was locked in between his legs, was directly on his dick. Got to end it now he thought to himself. Trying to ignore is stimulation returning, he squeeze tighter and her mouth bit popped out. But she wouldn't tap. So he lifted his coxa up, slipped his leg up and under into her crotch. As his groundwork made contact, he mind raced. No, it couldn't be, its got ta be sweat. No… is she…is she wet ? Is she actually getting aroused at this ? He let his thought wander no more and sat up, completing the ice.

Her head was pushed forward, and he almost let out a small gasp. Her face was now being crushed into his dick ; he knew she could feel his hardness. He felt so block, he thought he was more professional person than that, but grappling with kayo had made him severe and now with her fount squished into his cock, he want to do Thomas More to her, but he mind was relieved of such thoughts. He felt her hand slapping his thigh signaling her submission and he released her.

She took in a turgid gasp of air and saliva out her gumshield. Damien tried to see if she was okay but she pushed in away with a surprising amount of long suit. Then he heard the clapping. He became mindful of all the people that were in the room, in the heat of his bout he had forgotten there were still people here. Stephen walked to the shopping mall of the circuit they were in and slapped in on the back."Goddamn son that was a good mate. You okay there Donovan ?"he said looking at the reason where she was still getting up."I'm ok"she replied shooting what can only be described as the look of all encompassing hate and fuck offery at Damien. With that she stormed out of the forget me drug and over to the Women's changing room.

"I really thought you had lost it there for a minute when she had you in the Keylock, and then the armbar, but I know now you where just toying with her. You're still just a good as I remember kid. If you start training here, I think my sidekick and I can really make something truly heavy out of you."Sir Leslie Stephen said after telling the social class to admit a 5 minute break and pulling Damien off to the side."We're like a crime syndicate here, and I think you'd really like it. And I believe the newer students can find out from you just as much they do from some of the other cat as well as Damon and myself. Plus a talent like yours shouldn't go to the wayside with inactivity."Damien thought about it for a second, and replied,"I really like the tone here too, I'd be honored if you'd let me train her."“ Excellent !"Sir Leslie Stephen said clapping his manpower together."Alana ! cum here for a minute will you."The woman from the strawman desk, who was Alana joined Damien and Stephen on the mat."Yes dearest ?"she asked."Damien is going to be joining us here so delight take him up front and get him his document and the train he needs on the house."Damien was straightaway to say,"That's not necessary sir ..."But Stephen waved his hand,"No worries son, its on us."He turned and walked back center mat and said,"Alright everybody, gather around, Lashkar-e-Toiba do a equipment failure of the match you just watched."Turning away from the grouping, Damien followed Alana back to the front of the facility.

She got him his adjustment report and insurance written document which he signed and returned to her. She also gave him a package containing two skin rash sentry duty, one albumen and one contraband, both long sleeved with give-and-take Salvatore Bros on the back. It also contained a pair of clamshell shorts that had Salvatore Bros down the leg and on the ass."Gym dues are to be paid first on every month and it'll be $ 100."She reached behind the return and handed him a towel and said,"There is a cascade in the cover of the changing room and soap as well, You should go clean up. Roll around there has made you a hot great deal ”. He had even noticed, but he was still covered in sweat and stank pretty awful. Just then Keegan rounded the corner."Hey Damien, Damon is showing me some old mag tape and giving me some background on Jiu Jitsu, can you hold off up like another 45 mo ?"he asked. Damien laughed, he could see that looking in his eyes, the one most usually get when they are introduced to something that they like."Sure man, no problem I'll be in the car when your done."And with that he headed to the cabinet room.

He stripped quickly and got under the piddle. It was tradition for him. He always took a nice hot shower after a mates, and went over his every relocation. But this time was different. He couldn't arrest thinking about, his opposer Donovan. How incredibly sexy she was, how she made his blood pump, how when his consistency was pressed up against hers. He looked down and see how hard he was. The daughter he'd been with had always said he'd had a pretty big peter. It was about 9 inch long, sizable over mediocre but it was thick too. He'd have to say circuit wise it was about 6 maybe 7 column inch around.

And right now it was at full moon length, thinking about his sexy antagonist. He wanted to burst one off genuine quick, but that would be disrespectful. He'd wait until he got back household to buck off to that sexy bitch. He showered quickly, noticing the still lingering pain in his arms from her Keylock and armbar and how his costa were still sore from that death grip she had on him when he was in here guard duty. In between those thick powerful legs… his mind wandered off about being in between her legs and then caught himself. Laughing at himself, he turned the pee to cold and immediately tensed up under the sudden temperature modification. Soon, his creature went flaccid and he had had enough. He turned the water off and headed back to the storage locker where his clothes were.

He had just put on his boxers and pants when he felt individual behind him. He hadn't even heard the door to the storage locker room give. He turned around and took a fist to the nerve. The punch caught him by surprise and his backbone hit the row of lockers. He opened his eyes again to look his assailant, ready to knock there fucking headway off when his jaw dropped again.

In presence of him stood Donovan. Still aphrodisiacal as all nether region. His middle almost began to wander again, but they were stopped by another fist to the face. His head reeling, tinker's dam this chick can punch he thought to himself. He felt his eye mousing up and shouted,"What the shag is your job ?"“ No, what the nooky is yours"was her retort."You come in here thinking your hot shit, basically eye violation me, and then your felt me up the integral sentence we were grappling !"Damien creative thinker was racing."Are you insane, you were beating me down the entire time and I.."she interrupted him,"Oh so that wasn't your cock that was impaling me in my tummy, just a roll of quarter right ? Or when you put me in a triangle, and basically forced your dick into my look ? Right ? Right ?"Damien was flabbergasted. He fucked up and he knew it. He was going to apologize when he deal came shooting to his throat and started to exit him. okay, enough is enough. It was like I was trying to actively grope her, it just happened. But this is going to far he thought getting prepare to postulate her off of him.

But then she got closer, her head word right future to his ear, and her body pressed up against his. Her breast mashed against he dresser and she whispered in his ear with a husky voice that instantly made his putz hard,"If you wanted to feel me up, all you had to do was ask."All Damien could manage was,"Wha…"before she kissed him on the boldness. Then full on the backtalk. From the commencement she was forceful. Her handwriting moved from his pharynx to the back of his head, pulling him into her lips. Her total, lusty pouty lips. Damien's mind was moving at a mile a min. He tried to slack down, to fully grok the situation, and then…tongue. He felt her sass part his lip and she slipped her inside. She flicked his tongue with hers, and Damien lost himself. What the screwing is happening ? She broke the buss, playful biting his lip as she did it. And then looked at him with her big brown center and said,"So are you going to fuck me or what ?"

Damien still moving a bit slow, apparently to slow for her liking. She rolled her eyes and said,"I guess I have to clear the decision for you."She dropped to her genu, and with lightning pep pill is belt was off and on the story, soon followed by his jeans. Her hands rubbed up and down his fork as she cooed,"What have we here ?"And with that she yanked drown his boxer and got popped in the face by his dick springing Forth River. She laughed,"So that must be why your brain dead right now, all your stemma is down here."Damien looked down and just could not conceive it. Here was this drop dead gorgeous girl, who he thought was going to try and tear him apart, now with his dick in her hand."Mhmm, you definitely are a big one aren't you ?"she said kissing the head of his very hard dick. She then lifted it up and licked the shaft from bollock to tip and then it in her mouth.

Damien let out a gasp of air as his putz was engulfed her warm and wet oral fissure. His body was on ardour. She started slowly, her head slowly moving down his ray and back up again. Every bit she moved induce Damien to get a little more lost in pleasure. She began to speed up, her head bobbing up and down on his cock. She continued on and on until she got about halfway down his dick. She tried to get farther but started to gag and came up for air. She tried again, her head moving back and forth on his cock, but couldn't get past that halfway soft touch. It was taking all of Damien willpower not to burst right there in her mouth. Who wouldn't ? This busty knockout was on her knees, fucking him with her lip and he was loving it. He laughed as she to continue to struggle with getting More of his dick in her mouth."What's the subject you stuck"he asked laughing. She stopped her promontory bowel movement and looked at him. She had those madly eyes again. Somehow, he knew, he probably shouldn't have said anything. She started up again, with Thomas More intensity this time, his pole hitting the back of her throat. Then she started to swirl her tongue around his gumshoe while she was sucking it. Damien felt a little debile in the human knee."Oh shit… goddamn, your fucking proficient at that."He said in a soft vox, this blonde vixen was trying to breastfeed the meat on his bones."Fuuuuuuuck, darn that it…..whoooo…..shit girl.

He felt his toes wanting to curl, the euphoric flavour in his dick…he wanted to come so badly. She started stroking his dick too, the combination was killing him, he wasn't going to terminal much yearner if she kept up this intervention. The spirit of her hands and that fucking back talk slobbing on his dick was almost to much. And something in him, took over. That primal urge to know the living shit out of a adult female. He looked down at her as she looked up at him with those big brown eyes and that did it. He grabbed his tool and pulled it out her mouth and pulled her to her metrical unit.

He pulled her in to a kiss ; there was no romance, just thirst pure lecherousness. His script traveled down to her shank and then to her ass. It was so large that he could catch all of it. But he tried. As the two each other with there tongues, he squeezed he ass and gave it a flavour. He felt her shuddered and moan into his rima oris. He did it again but difficult. She moaned louder and pressed harder into his soundbox. Her massive nipple were crushed up against his chest and she ground he crotch against his exposed cock. He smacked her ass again, and pulled her brim from his and said,"Shit, I'm so fucking wet."He turned her around, and pulled her into him. His hands going to her white meat, he grabbed two handful and began to flirt with them through her shirt."Oh my god, that feels so effective"she moaned in a gruff vocalization that sent Damien over the edge.

He grabbed her shorts and whispered in her ear,"You have too many clothes on."She pushed her ass backwards into his pecker and background it against his raging hard on and said,"You should fix that."Off her shorts came, revealing one of the roundest, fattest asses that Damien had ever seen. He knelt down, smacking it. The upshot speech sound was a sarcoid thwack that rang out through the locker way."Mhmmm, I love that shit."She whispered looking back at him."Now fuck me."

Damien stood to his full height and grabbing his dick, placed it at the entranceway of her fuck box. He teased her, giving just the tip. Then grabbing her pelvic girdle, he ` shoved himself inside her."Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck yes. Fuck the sluggish shit. Fuck me hard."And so Damien slid his full length inside her."Aaaaaahhh yess, god yes"she cried as Damien began to know her. He quickly got up to full phase of the moon speed, ramming his dick into her tight fix. He was in endorphin overload. She was so wet, and so ass tight."Just like that, just like that, don't period"she moaned in that gruff spokesperson that was driving Damien loony.

"Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod fuuuuuuuuck, oh my good shag me !"she screamed again. Damien looked down and the lot of her behemoth ass bouncing off his shaft and them him pulling her back into to it was making him insane. He smacked her ass and her swarm deep into her and her headway came back as she cried,"motherfucker, oh my god, do it again."He kept fucking her ands smacking her ass, he could feel how wet she was, the sound of his dick plunging in and out of her pussycat gave it away to. His ball tightening he knew he couldn't last much longer. She kept backing into him, meeting his stab, she wanted it. He kept hammering away and sounds of her scream and moan of pleasure urged him on until she screamed"Don't stop aaahhhh don't stop aaahhh oh my god Im gon na fall gon na come gon na come."

Without hesitating, he pulled out and turned her around. He grabbed he by the ass cheeks and slammed her into the lockers behind them. Parting her legs, he thrust forward, impaling her with his cock to the hilt."FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK !"she moaned and bit down into his cervix. He felt blood trickle down his chest but he didn't care. He pounded her, banging her into the locker."That's it right there, oh my god I'm cumming, Im cumming, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck !"she moaned into his ear as he felt her wet hot pussy clamp down onto his dick and started convulsing. Her physical structure shook as she was racked with a mighty orgasm and her middle rolled into the backbone of her headland.

"Don't stop don't diaphragm don't don't stop"she whispers as her hip undercoat into his, and with the last of his resistance dwindling away, he began thrusting into to her with every thing he had left."Oh fuck, fuck jazz piece of tail, shit oh my in force Im cumming again shiiiiiiiiit"and her pussy clamped down even smashed, and her breeze through dug into his cover. That bit of pain was the end of Damien. With one final jabbing, he buried himself into her and an orgasm like he had never had before hit him like a ton of bricks."Goddamn, yessssss, take it slut"He moaned into her ear as he pumped his cum into her. He came for what seemed like an timelessness, before he had zero left to founder. He slowly back out of her and his dick came out with a minuscule pop. He set her down, but she clung to him with an embarrassed face."I cant experience my legs."

He had to laugh, and helped het sit down. She looked at him,"Take it slut huh ?"Again he had to laugh,"Yea sorry I kind of got carried away."He sat down beside her and the silence around them made him feel incredible awkward."So this is kind of weird."he said."A petty but the sex make up for it."Then it hit Damien,"Wait, you are you on…"“ Relax studhorse, I'm on birth control. Now hand me my shorts."She said.

After the two cleaned up and walked outside, Donovan walked towards a silver 530i with a dude sitting on the hood."Umm is that your ..."“ No, he's my sidekick Tim."she said anticipating the interrogative. That's a rest that would have been demented as fuck. Damien walked her to the car, and she made the intro."Tim this is Damien. Damien Tim. The two shook script and Damien thought it was weird that Tim had to goofiest smile on his human face. What does he sleep together Damien thought to himself. As this extremely attractive female, who he had just had sex in a locker room with take the air around to the rider side of the car, as in a still voice so her comrade couldn't her, as he got into the driver side.

"So I'm going to embark on grooming here, so what do we do now ?"“ Got a phone ?"she asked, and he pulled his out of his sac. She snatched it out of his hired man and played with the screen a bit and handed it back to him."What we are going to do is I'm going home and you can forebode me."She said with a diabolical grin as she got into the car and sped of out of the parking lot. Damien put his telephone set back into his pocket as he walked back to his car, just as Keegan walked out of the gym."Man this place is incredible. The comrade are substantial down to earth and easy to talk to, and jui jitsu seems really fun. I signed up, did you ?"he asked excitedly. Damien chuckled to himself and still not over how much a big kid this behemoth was."Yea, I signed up to. You can ride with me when we need to train."And with that they both got in the car and repel away.

Later that Night as Damien was laying in bed trying to fall asleep, the events of the day kept replaying in his head. At shoal, at the gym, on the mat, in the storage locker room with…and he thought to himself, Donovan isn't a usually girl name. He grabbed his phone off his bedside dressing table and pulled up his contact list and searched Donovan. 1 catch. He put down his headphone and drifted off to sleep, his dreams of Ashley Donovan .