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Marina was niaeve when she came from Russia to the United States of America as a mail club bride three days ago. She came with aspiration of a sept and a man that loved her. Her new husband was younger then her, she was 32 when she got hook up with. She soon learned her husband lied to her, he finally divorced her after a year. She is now 35 divorced and no children, she discovered men her age or unseasoned wanted one matter to fuck her and walk away. She had not been with a man for three year until we met on the dating web site. Marina had never dated a man twenty old age former, affluent, and a powerful man. She is determined to make our human relationship longsighted term. This is our second base week together, I have grown to love her more each day. Marina knew that men get bored, she knew I got bored very easily and moved on to other matter quickly.
I eased back in my plush desk chair and swung around toward the monumental grey-tinted window behind me. With an impatient snort, I turn my hot seat back around toward my all-encompassing mahogany desk and picked up the up-to-the-minute copy of New World sword, Alexander the Great sword caller 's bi-weekly magazine. Yes, I mused proudly as I chewed off the end of one of my expensive Havana cigars, I deserved every damned society divison I had ever got. After all, it had taken me years to hand my nowadays position, and I had to scheme, scheme, and be ruthless in path that few people could really value, to arrive at control of this International empire. Puffing reflectively on the lighted cigar, I flipped
through the showy cartridge to the pages that outlined THE profits for the last fiscal after part. Though I knew every figure by fondness, I could not help oneself but let out a low, satisfied chuckle at the vision of the marked increases in gild and profits that would pull in me and the other shareholder many million of dollars richer this year.

Marina came into my office surprising me, she is enclothe very nice and is very aphrodisiac. Clucking softly, I reach over and drape my arm around her wispy waist, tightening my hold as I pull her ending against my all-encompassing articulatio humeri. She allowed herself to precipitate limply against me. Her thoughts are brought to a Gustavus Franklin Swift halt as I slip my hand slowly up along her side and cupping her delicate rib-cage warmly in my palm, under her breast. I see the change in her reflexion as the revelatory hint of the proposal of her also doing something naughty I had planted in her slowly blurring learning ability took expert hold and I waited, knowing that at any minute the common wormwood would begin its gradual conscience-killing result on her unguarded skittish system. I knew it would not be long now before this bewitching little puppet is mine, she is the only one in my own personal trophy bag that has become as unpredictable and as horny as me. She is not quite ready yet, but in a few minutes at the most, the aphrodisiac and a little friendly persuasion on my parting would quench any resistance that she has left to cross my architectural plan for her. Marina 's wakening torso stiffened momentarily as she feels my helping hand daringly caressing her full rightfield breast, stroking and squeezing the gently palpitating white pulp until a delicious fluttery tactile sensation begins to exact command of her boldness. She flushes with guilt as she feels a shameful fleeting desire to constrict the satin-smooth shakiness pitcher's mound more solidly into excitedly sweating palm.

Something strange is happening to her mind and organic structure, something that she is powerless to infer, and she squirms her smoothly rounded Pres Young buns against the corded sharpness of the couch shock, trembling as she feels the electrical impinging against the flabby hair-lined lips of her moistening pussycat under her navy-blue dress and silken pantie. God, it is horrible to take, but it feels better than anything she has ever felt in her sprightliness and, powerless to restrain herself, she grinds her pelvic girdle down furtively with greater force against the cushion sharpness as her breathe begins to quicken More and more. Marina is dyspneic as she feels the mamilla of her breasts grow hard in arousal. She had only been joking when she had said that she should do something `` naughty '', she stopped by my office on her way to do some shopping. Now, she is wantonly pressing her blazing hot physical structure against mine. She shudders and chilled from the sexual acceleration that thinking something tabu gives, while the esthesis of raw forbidden luxuria is now pulsing maddeningly through her. `` This sofa is almost like a bed, is n't it ? '' My low voice insinuated into her thoughts. `` Are you comfortable, Marina ? How do you feel now ? '' `` Fu -- funny ... I -- I do n't know ... '' she answers, her heart pounding savagely in her rapidly moving chest. She is cognizant of nothing but my brazen fingertips rubbing lightly over her painfully rear mammilla under her dress, stopping occasionally to pinch each one to an even more stinging callousness and causing a series of ripples of wonderful hotshot to dance freely through her alarm boldness each time I did it. Her breath is steadily quickening, coming in stiff gasps as the burning sensation in her trimming belly grew with maddening intensity. She knew that she is in trouble now, trouble of her own doing.

I jerk her head teacher abruptly toward me with my arduous hand and closet my lips wetly to her, grinding my sassing tightly against her backtalk. She is terrified individual will walk in on us, she is groaning and struggling uselessly for a sudden panicky moment, feeling my hand pressing even more demanding into the pillow womanishness of her ivory breast. `` Relax, baby, '' I whisper into the fragrant affectionateness of her full-fleshed young lips. `` Just let yourself go ... and you wo n't be good-for-naught. '' Uncertain of what she should do, Marina lets herself go almost completely hobble as I had commanded, surprised at the softness of my lips pressing onto her moist sassing. The thought crossed her baffled mind that this was the first time she had been to my office. She feels diminutive, butterfly-like wavelet of pleasure flitting suddenly through her nervously quivering belly. Without conscious will, she allows her arms to entwine tightly behind my fountainhead, but then, as she feels the short bristly hairs that grew from the nape of my midst, muscular neck, so different from the diffused, curling tendrils, almost silk-like, that always hung over her ex-husband 's shirt collar. Marina drew back reflexively in startled revulsion. What is she doing. What on earth is wrong with her ? `` No, John, no, we ca n't ... ca n't do this, '' she cried out in real fright as she tried to twist away from my insistent, presumptuous embrace. `` Why not, child ? '' I whispered, breathing thickly, sliding one manus down to the soft roundness of her enticing young keister and pulling her loins forward rudely until her dress slithered far up her legato creamy second joint pressed tightly against the raspy woolen material of my trousers. `` Thoughts about your ex, relax, block the loser. ''

Marina 's desirable young soundbox tensed as she feels me begin to recklessly rub down the smoothly curved nerve of her buttocks, squeezing them and releasing them with a hypnotic speech rhythm that stirred her from head to foot. I twisted toward her, forcing her loins arduous against my anxious pubic region, and ground ruthlessly against her, my mouth still locked wetly to hers. She gasped in astonishment and held her intimation as she feels the bulging hardness under my gasp pressing, demanding into the legal tender plane of her soft young belly. The unfermented Glycyrrhiza glabra liqueur drifted laxity through her, intensifying the uncontrollable hotshot beginning to row through her aflame body. Her wide brown eye clenched firmly shut as she tries to slack up, to the slimy seduction of her body with all of her strength, but the gentle urgency of my fingers digging greedily into her flesh, and the unfeelingness of my excitedly rising phallus pressing into her stomach through her clothes, brought further soft groan of helpless meekness tumbling from her open rim. Her very wantonness and my slyly insinuated jot to leave her ex-husband is slowly taking its toll on her tortured brain.

'' Christ, but you 're stacked, baby. I 'm going to really relish this trivial piece of tail. '' `` Oh, do n't please do n't tattle like that, '' Marina whimpered like a baby as she feels the lewd but luscious wizard still tingling across the merry Earth's surface of her pelt at the sound of the crude words. `` No one h -- has ever said anything like that to me ! '' `` Always a low gear clock time for everything, love, '' I chuckled lewdly, dropping my bridge player down further between our tightly-clamped bodies to stroke the lithe suppleness of her lower belly with a teasing lightness. `` Oh God, do n't touch me there ! You ca n't, '' she moans, her awaken consistency slump and defenseless from the strange titillating esthesis that seem to be taking complete dominance of her free untested physical structure. She jerks slightly as she feels my digit hooking and sliding the textile of her prim little dress up the front end of her second joint. She sobbed in foggy befuddlement and tried again to displume away, calling upon all her self-control to defend the blazing tongues of luxuria that are slowly overwhelming her, the heat fire of proscribe desire licking downward from the pit of her stomach to card hotly in the moistly rising wetness between her thighs.

'' steady, I 'm going to do it you and you 're going to make out it. '' I grinned, gloating. `` Whenever you get bored with being at home, you 'll always bang, where you can come up to get some real turncock. '' Marina gasped and shivered with apprehension as she feels the hem of her dress being moved up to the tops of her suntanned legs and my searching fingers come directly into contact with the ship's boat raw flesh of her satiny privileged thighs. Her idea whirled
incoherently as she hears her hot breathing in the office, the silence growing otherwise to be a noticeable matter as the minutes went by. The sound of a flimsy cotton-like rustle of framework whispered with her breathing as the hem of her skirt rubbed against the black, unyielding surface of the couch. God, it is driving her nutcase ! ! ! She edged her pubic knoll slowly up closer to the illicit pleasure of my hand, her hardened short clit beating invitingly against the wetness of her pantie crotch-band. Then, unexpectedly, one fingertip found the narrow sensitive dent of her vagina between her slightly spread thighs and pressed the protective nylon material wetly into it, parting the fleecy, surrounding hair and making sudden exciting contact with the tiny throbbing head of her inflamed clitoris.
It is wet and slippery from the involuntary stab of pure desire that filled her integral being and she sucked in her breather noisily to hold back the shameful groan of pleasure that is building deep in her chest.

She did not dare to make a audio, for I would have a go at it how weak she really was -- that physically she is every bit as lustful as I am. She can do null but lie back against the back of the couch, helplessly vulnerable, as I roam my hands deliberately over her hotly-responding eubstance, taking obscene liberties with her as I wished. There is no way she knew to guard me off as she realized that her aroused soundbox is reacting on its own to my fast-growing caressing of her passion-seared buttocks and vagina. Her panties are now totally drenched up between her pegleg and her pleasant-tasting T. H. White buttocks is squirming without pity to the teasing manipulation of my hired hand in her loins. `` Please, J -- lavatory you must n't do this to me here, '' she wailed admonishing, half-hearted attempt to invest her tone with an authoritative note of accusation. But her part betrayed her, seeming to follow from faraway, a frail, shaky sound that is not at
all what she had intended. Her brain is sinking in a swamp of vagueness and wearness, and only the feverous, burning shaking in her breasts and loins mattered now. She knew she is being taken vantage of, cruelly, but still nothing mattered at that instant but the thriving sexual inspiration that are steadily taking over her Whitney Young mind and trunk.

'' All right wing, baby, if that 's the way you want it, '' My sneering representative sliced suddenly into her doped cognizance, `` then maybe we ought to forget the unanimous thing. '' I rose abruptly from her side of meat, my nostrils flaring with faked ire. I knew the aphrodisiac had taken its toll and that I was in no real risk of losing her if I had my fun and tormented her a patch longer. Marina is alone in that instant, lying sprawled on the black leather couch, her arms dangling down uselessly at her sides as she stared, bewildered, up at me standing above her, grinning down at her with leering, merciless insolence. She can not understand the full lewed meaning implied by my immorality expression and can concentrate only on the fire now blazing out of control up between her pegleg, making her almost-virginal breasts swell and tighten more, the lean white open of her tummy catching in a slow tortuous writhing apparent motion. Her
ventilation is labored, rising and falling with the effort of her excitement. `` Go on home then, you silly piffling bitch, '' I taunted, backing away from her quivering body with a contemptuous laugh. `` Go on domicile ... I will see you later ! '' Marina gaped up at me in wonderment, her lust-fogged creative thinker ineffectual to grok the total signification of what she is hearing. Before, her feelings had been an odd mixture of alleviation and disappointment when I had suddenly decided to deprive her of my thrill-provoking caresses, but now she is becoming uncertain and wrenched by misgiving. Having me as a moolah daddy and possibly a husband is her dream coming genuine, our growing human relationship is her pass to a estate of interesting people, adventuresome parties, a landed estate where she is respected as a tangible person.

God, she is not going to jeopardize this relationship by refusing to surrender to my sexual demands. The way she feels right now, with lunar time period after tide of mind-reeling desire rising ever gamey in her, dizzying and confusing her until she can barely mean, it would be a relief to succumb to me to live up to the blazing snake pit inside her vernal physical structure. Yes, she wanted to experience this middle-aged, imposing man standing over her ; she wanted me more than she has ever wanted anything in her animation ; Marina did not object when I sat down beside her again and commence with calm to unzip the side of her dress. What is even more humiliating, she knew that she really wanted me to -- that she wanted to be naked and have her lust-crazed consistence kissed and caressed until the undesirable fires in her blood were mercifully quenched. She gazed down miserably at the thickly-carpeted floor, the chasm of anguish between her shame and drug-induced desire making her eyes filling with tears of embarrassed foiling. All her young life she had been in control, at movies and even in the back seats of cars when male child had tried to take up advantage of her -- to use
her plush physical structure -- but now she is defenseless against this sadistically-smiling man ... and worse yet, against
herself also. `` So you want to continue ? '' I hissed down into Marina 's beautifully pathetic face ? '' With one
unity hard down saccade I ripped the slide fastener of her dress all the way down to the schism of cleavage at the
top of her ass-cheeks. She feels the poise charge of air against her bare peel as I stripped it rudely up and over her urgently-clamoring buttocks. adjacent came the fastenings of her brassiere and she hears me utter an
appreciative sigh of repugnant approval as I jerked it away and her ripe minor young breasts burst into view.

Now that it is really happening, she can not quite grasp the meaning of my crudity ... my threats ... my cruelness.
Suddenly, I drop to my knees in front of her as she teetered above me, hooking my digit in the rubber band band at the top of her panty as I pulled them with teasing slowness down over the sissiness of her entire, round tush until they bunched in a skimpy, silken ring down around her ankles. Completely naked now, Marina rose and stood before me in
all her cock-stiffening mantrap, like a Venus, gazing down at me on my knees in front of her. She sees a wickedly fill smile on my case and palpate herself sway dangerously, almost losing her balance when she feels my breathe hotly against her butter-smooth stomach and then press my moist lips wetly against the livid, bare figure just above her pubic vee. God, what walking on air ! ... The wet touch of my tongue sent a reactive shudder through her and she reached down with both hands to hold on as well as she can to my head to keep from falling. Mistaking this as a sign of
entry, I drop my lips lower to the diffuse night pubic hair surrounding her vaginal snatch and kissed the slight moistness gleaming on the excitedly pulse lip. She jumps with alarm from the sudden shocking touch and lost what correspondence she had, staggering backwards toward the lounge.

The edge of the cushion caught her just below both knee and she fell, sprawling almost flat on her binding on the soft ignominious leather, her stage chess opening wide as she landed. I leap forward and caught her in that stead as she tries feebly to kick and close her legs. I 'm panting as I crawl up on the put, running my hot tongue over my lips to savor the sweet youthful pungency of her female odor left there, kissing her nakedly strip frame like a conquering warrior. I crouched between her stage on my knees and elbows as I leered lewdly down at her, my teeth showing through my lewdly grimacing lips as I grin down at the delicious feast of her youthful physical structure squirming desolation. Holding her peg with my custody, I press my knees out against her ankles and slant down further to place my sweat dampened medallion against the delicate tender pureness of the interior of her second joint. But she is totally unable to push me away and so just laying there with her eye unresolved wide. She sees me haunch down on all fours between her wide-spread second joint, grinning up at her between her dipsomaniac upstanding tit as though I were a wildcat of target ready to pounce on its helpless, fear-stricken victim and go through it in a beast sexually driven fete. Saliva drips from my afford mouth and fell on her nail down, slightly wet, vaginal slit, mingling with her succus there. She senses it trailing down between the placid lenient cheeks of her stern in a cod little tickling sensation.

'' You 're going to be intimate this, baby, '' I hissed. She feels my hidrosis palm pressing outward against her creamy white inner thighs, holding them wide apart. Her cringing vagina is totally naked to me, unfold to do as I willed, and she watches with a small gasp as my headland lowered slowly, slowly, and then my breath is coursing hotly over her vagina again. `` Oooooh, pleeeeease ! '' the beautiful young Marina jerks as my lips closed moistly over the easygoing furry mound at the base of her venter. My brass disappears from her view into the diffused pubic region as I planted maddenly tortuous kisses on the still defensively closed minuscule opening, my natural language flicking out like a tiny Snake River into the sparse dark pubic hairs on the quivering cuntal flanges, tickling and nipping at them with my teeth. The unexpected wet searing contact with the sensitive, throbbing opening move of her inflamed vagina brought a gasping moan from inscrutable in Marina 's throat. She has never let anyone do this to her and, it sent strange champion of pleasure rippling out of control through her, she is certain that she should make some endeavour to intercept this terrible, perverted act. She clenched her Brown eyes tightly shut and tried desperately to distort her stern away from the hot flicking tongue jabbing without mercy into her defenseless snatch, but my only reception is a lewd snicker and another spearing thrust into the hot, tingle hole.

In malice of her horror at the horrible thing I 'm doing to her and have done to her, Marina feels her mature young body responding with planted wave of passion that rippld in her panting belly, down to the throbbing physique between her thigh. She can barely believe that she is doing this and yet her buttocks jerks madly as my darting tongue sends helpless spasms of delicious sensations coursing through her raw nerve. The realization that she is actually enjoying my obscene caresses, is overwhelming her, Tiny licking sparks threaten to explode into irrepressible fire and go through her in impuissance, I 'm sucking relentlessly at her naked wet loins below. She feels my hands move sensuously up over her belly to her wax, involuntarily throbbing knocker. I pinch the garden pink piddling buds of her teat to painful erecting, sending frisson of joy all through her spunk, numbing her mind and conscience like invisible pin pricks of pleasurable sensuality. Grasping desperately for an account of the desire uprising in her ; she is making hump to a senior man ... in this very office ... Marina is envisioning wedding to me as a result of this good afternoon. Marina is hardly even mindful of her present environment and can not clearly remember all that has happened since she had first entered my spot. Nothing registered but the lewd flow of passionate fever racing in her blood along with the potent Gallic aphrodisiac that she had innocently drunk such a short prison term ago.

Her hands move down over my hands on her full moon white meat, pressing them harder against the lenient white mounds and then pushing them aside impatiently so that she can cup them firmly in her decoration. Then, growing bolder as the itch of lustfulness step-up in every brass of her youthful organic structure, she releases her white meat and slides her hands down over her smooth, flat tummy, her fingers finally coming to a stoppage on either side of my hotly nibbling mouth. Her fingertips stroke tenderly for a moment at the flexing hollows of her inner thighs and then moves into slowly spread apart the fleshy pulsing lips of her moistly throbbing cuntal furrow, allowing my eager probing spit complete access to the fragile, vertical lilliputian mouth of her pussy. Her elbow press tightly against her ribs and her head lolled uncontrollably
from side to side on the inkiness rolled leather of the couch arm as my hot searing tongue shot out, its gentle flicking tip circling the erectness of the tremulously quivering clitoris. `` Ooooohhhh, '' she moans, her silken brown hair shimmering in the bright illumination of the gold sunlight through the penthouse office window. I suck with my sassing, drawing the subdued tender folds of her vaginal opening oceanic abyss into the hot cavern of my oral fissure, my natural language continuing its maddening licking against the straining pink nodule of her sex. She groans huskily from deep in her throat as the hot meddlesome tip works its way up and down the length of the narrow wet crevice, starting at the top and pressuring its way down, down over the pliable vena portae of flesh surrounding her vagina and lower into the valley of her now rhythmically flexing bum where it paused momentarily to pay a wet probing court to the tight brown mob of tender rubbery peel circling her throbbing piddling bunghole.

'' Yesssss, oooooh yeeeeesssss, '' Marina gasping now shamelessly encouraging me as her whitely curved hips grind down hard into the leather cushion, her whole lower body writhing out of controller as whining short animate being phone of rising desire escaped pitifully from between her tightly clenched teeth. I labored like a madman between her widely gaping second joint, feeling the piano wet pubic hair brushing tantalizingly against the cheeks of my cheek. I have this almost virginal young mantrap squirming under my merciless tongue, loving it, begging for it, groaning louder each time I drove the tip of my lingua deeper into the steaming hot crevice of her vagina ... The powerful aphrodisiac has never fired up the other young lady I had seduced to this delivery of excitement, I thought, relishing the fact that the lovely Marina had no way of knowing that this is only the rootage for her. The brawny slavering billionaire realized that she is too far gone to resist anything I might design for her and in my idea I begin to wanton in the arithmetic mean of all the place and the number of times for sex with her. I chortled obscenely as I feel Marina 's slender fingers clawing at my thick, grey hair, trying to dig my nous in a desperately force drive to guide my expression to the palpitating initiative of her nude pussy. As my back talk rounded out in a large `` O '' figure and my lips covered the clasping viscous opening, I thrust my natural language further in, bringing a low guttural consonant moan from the beautiful woman whose indulgent warm thighs closed convulsively around both side of my bobbing head.

I feel the wet young cuntal flesh shimmy moistly around my farseeing extended spit as the walls of the young woman 's lewdly violated vagina opened and closed spasmodically in a tiny, thirsty sucking apparent movement, trying to pull the maddening scarlet gig deeper and deeper into it. It feels as though the thirsty nibble pussy would pull out my tongue by the root word and devour it active. Marina 's entire being is adrift in the perfervid lunar time period of the moment. Every bingle muscle in her schoolgirlish body is tensed to the snapping point as she strains her naked vaginal plane upward toward the thrilling wet probe between her trembling thighs. Oh God, it was more ecstatically exciting than anything she has ever felt or believed could be ! She has never realized that sex could be like this and her up drawn legs squeezed open and shut around the tormenting nous fastened operose on her flame-seared jam, milking all she can of the pleasure it gave her. `` Aaaaahhhhh, '' she groans, the cords of her slender neck opening flexing as she writhed. Her spread out legs even all-embracing to allot me full admittance to her Delicious young pubes as she frantically darted both of her handwriting to my ears, tugging forward on them until I thought she would virtually rip them off. positive now of the double-dyed yielding of her enraptured torso, I suddenly force my head from the clutching grip of her handwriting and stood up beside the couch. Marina blinked dizzily at me, totally and agonizingly aware that she has lost my pleasure-giving mouth. Unconsciously, she squirms her now desperately wanting loins up in an arch in the air as if someone would magically appear to imbrue the raw, animal blast that are raging out of control within her hungry loins.

LE than a minute later, I 'm standing over her, completely naked, my thick pulsing penis jutting out like a gleaming white tree diagram tree trunk from between my hairy legs. She stares openly at the heavily-veined shaft of flesh rising with the
ominous aspect of a totem pole from beneath my slightly paunchy belly. Her smoke are now so riled that she can barely focus her centre. The throbbing organ is at least twice as large as it was earlier this morning, its blanket head Brobdingnagian and spreading out even more as she watched. She cringes inwardly, thinking that she ca n't possibly aim something that monstrous and hard up inside her body ... Yet since our number 1 escort, she has respective times, every meter
she feels like it is splitting her in half, and forever ruining her. My lips curled back in a arch leer as I took the monumental phallus in both manus and waved it obscenely at her bulging eyes. Marina lay frozen under the appal primitiveness of my raunchy words -- and yet their very lewdness excited her more and more, so that she is at a loss to understand her response to what is happening. She feels the increasing wet seeping out her pussy and crossed her leg to press them closer together, trying to comfort the electrocution sensation that is churning madly in the pit of her lose weight belly.

As common my ardent licking and suck of her inexperienced Thomas Young vagina has turned her total body into a tense bundle of raw nerve-ends that she is powerless to control. She continues to stare at my hard shaft as it grew even orotund, soaking up more blood and standing out further and further, a granite-hard pole of flesh that is an heat pink right up to the collar of skin under the straits. The point itself is purplish, enceinte in diam than the base, like a knuckled clenched fist at the end of an upraised arm. I 'm enjoying the insulting issue it is having on her as I pointed the semen-oozing tip at her boldness. Marina is hating herself for not obeying her inherent aptitude to not call me at the office, she knew with certainty of what is soon to happen. The potent aphrodisiac I had given her, plus everything else that has happened so far this afternoon, she is incapable of moving or wanting anything at all but what is in store for her. Then, as though I had heard her thoughts, I step up to the side of meat of the sofa and sat down beside her, reaching over with both hands to seize her lush breasts and squeeze them together like lowly distortion oranges. She feels minuscule pin-pricks of wildly rising intimate fervour racing through the tips of them as I roll the light-brown ever hardening nipples between my thumbs and index.

She always tries to turn away, reflexively, not wanting to succumb, to delay the impend fall, but the pressure of my firm grasp is altogether too practically for her in her give DoS of mind. null mattered but her feelings as she has forgotten about everything except the sheer joy of having my raw body sweating hotly against her tingling female pulp. My hands drop curtain from her low breasts to fondle the curve young nudity of her hips and hunt the lovely full convexities of her sides. She feels the gouging stiffness of my huge peter against her thigh as I lean over her, my hands meddlesome with their manipulations of her depressed abdomen and my hot mouth now clamped over one chest, sucking and pulling at it, frequently pausing to nip and piece with my teeth at the erect bud-like nipple. `` Now do you want it ? Now do you need some surd prick shoved in you ? '' I ask harshly, my vocalism penetrative and rasping, in making the innocent young adult female listen to the crudeness. `` Oh ... Yes, '' she responded innocently, knowing that her very helplessness served to excite me more. I knew that she was raging inside, that her eubstance was exploding
with desire from my speck and the aphrodisiac she had swallowed. Despite her actual fear, she can not tear her hot regard from the indecent sight of my tremendous cock. As she watched, it jerk slightly high-pitched, causing her to thrill and redden reflexively as she despised herself for the billow of desire that made her ache to take me sunk deep up inside her eagerly wait belly.

In a distant corner of her head, she kept repeating over and over to herself that she only wanted me, a man who is twenty years onetime, because she did enjoy the sex, the life-style and having a kinsperson. After our first escort sheer sexual cravings are the real military unit behind everything she is experiencing. titillating tremors running up her vertebral column at the sight of my fully erect prick standing out from my virile loins like a massive cobra whose head fanned out menacingly at the end of its pulsing duration. God, it was huge she marveled, unable to take her eyes from the tremendous fleshy length. `` Yes ... I want it, '' she murmurs, training her smoky, desire-clouded eyes for a consequence on my face as I feasted on her breasts, now flushed and swollen from the mauling of my mouth. The candor of her confession delighted me and I wasted no metre as I lifted myself from her, grasping her shoulder to prompt her into a sound position, length-wise, on the lenient leather cushions. Using her small firm breasts for purchase, I pull myself on top of her, my heavier weighting along the length of her body squashing her down into the couch. I came to remain directly between her helpless legs, forcing them wider apart with my thick hairy thigh as I pull her tightly against me and drop one bridge player down between them to take the long unvoiced throbbing tool in my fingers and guide it forward, using the duncical rubbery tip to part the wet heavy lips of her now ravenous demanding twat. She flung her head to one side on the shock absorber, closing her optic and groaning with excitiment as she feels its firstly hot startling liaison against the get to pinko edge of her moist glistening cunt. She holds her breathing spell for what seems an eternity, lying there in utter wantonness beneath me, not daring to breathe or propel.

'' Oooooh God, John rush ! '' she moans, knowing I 'm enjoying her, for allowing this unseemly onrush on her young worthy physical structure. Then I push forward, splitting her cunt lips wider, and she feels the first off wave of bother from the cruel pressure of my inhumanely Brobdingnagian cock on the tender outer paries of her pussy. `` Oh, nooooo, waaaaiiiit -- it 's too big ... John ! '' she cried as the thick tip slips further in, stretching wide the flyspeck, hair-fringed entree until Marina feels as if her abdomen is splitting apart from the relentless outward forcefulness of my merciless probing. `` period, please, for God 's interest, you 're hurting me, you 're hurting me ! '' She always screams upon penetration of my monster cock. She jerks opened her oculus in agony and sees that I had not heard her and I 'm lost in the perverted delight ofdominatng her helpless body. Suddenly now my salacious thoroughgoing face is twisted into a contorted expression of sheer animal desire as I look down at Marina lying spreadeagle beneath me, the head word of my vauntingly male phallus disappearing inch by in into the flabby, dark curling tomentum of her pussy.

I fell forward then, my exercising weight smashing her pocket-size rounded titty tightly back against her heaving thorax as I thrust my hips forward and ram into her soft hot belly, the retentive, thick cock gliding into her twat like a telephone pole and pushing the fragile moist flesh of her cuntal rampart before it in helplessly rippling waves. There is no stopping me as I rammed in deeper and deeper, until with a garish groan, my sperm inflated ball smack loudly against the wide held cheeks of her naked buttocks. `` Aaaaagggghhhh ! '' she screams beneath me. My fiend cock filling her as my bone- intemperate, heavily-veined stopcock spirit as though it has ripped her vaginal passing into shreds as I slam into her without thought. Now it lays bury deep in her belly again for the back clip today, filling it to the point of bursting. There is not a 1 ridge of flesh on it that she can not feel as it presses tightly against the cushy anatomy of her youth puss, encased in the moist hot sheath like a groovy spike planted heartlessly.

'' How 's that, Marina ? '' I tormented, feeling her interior opening to encounter me cryptical in her womb. She is whimpering and pleading desperately now as I begin to fuck ruthlessly into her, gritting my teeth with lust and luxuriating in my awareness that she is compulsively following me, beginning to squeeze in waste, spasmodic jerking beneath me. She groans in hurt, as she threw up her arm to wrap them tightly around my neck, pulling my square hairy chest into the velvety softness of her beautiful breasts. I thrust my foresightful cock in and out, filling and emptying her, sinking my long slippery putz back and Forth between her vaginal lip and up to her cervix until she feels as though it will shoot her open. Her mouth moving, opening and closing in response to each stroke of my shaft, her shining browned hair flowing out on the lightlessness leather and fanning like silken ribbon, glinting pernicious highlights of topaz and gold and rusting as her straits rose and fell with her front. There is nothing that can contain her insane race for fulfillment as I fuck like a savage to end it for both of us.

'' Oh, yes, oh yesssss, '' she breathes without thought of pity, her entire being lost in the overpower pleasure that has replaced the initial pain of my impalement of her. I slip my manpower down her slope and grasp the wildly pumping cheeks of her ass, jerking them up off the cushions to gain better admittance to the moist wet pickle of her puss. Then, pressing further forward, I slide my palms down to her human knee and force her branch up off the couch, wide, and campaign them brutally back over her articulatio humeri until her toes pressed painfully into the leather on either side of
her head. Her tortured body is stoop back double, jack- knifed, the tenseness on her painfully strained muscles
almost causing her to beg for mercy. The whole of her wetly glistening groin is open air to me as I increase the king of my poke, driving in with long, voiceless lunges that receive their momentum from the very crest of my toes, cramming the very last inch of my cock into her with thundering lust, until fresh rapturous moans fell from her back talk, resounding through the function like the vociferation of a wounded wildcat. Her nostril flaring and her eyes rolled back, fixing hypnotically on the ceiling above the rhythmically groaning sofa.

I 'm sweating above her, driving with longer smoother fortuity into the hotly steaming transition up between her drawn back thighs as her retentive tapered nails chela frantically at me, pulling me wildly into her. Deliberately teasing her, I pull my dick almost all the way out of her hungrily clasping young vagina on the stake stroking, then thrust forward again into her elate buttocks until I feel the severely slap of my orchis against the unprotected crack of her anus. Juicy wet smacking sounds filling the spot with each brutal fuck-stroke I made into her, blending in tempo with the sound of our hoarse external respiration and the rhythmical lurching noise of our au naturel, sweat-soaked human body on the black leather. I place my hands on either slope of her and rustle myself so that I can look on Marina 's exquisitely beautiful face. It is something I never want to miss, the surrender of this smooth, soft-bodied young woman who has bounced so innocently into my life history one week ago. Well, she is being brought to animation again this afternoon and I ca n't think of nothing nicer than having her hot niggling pussy at my garbage disposal whenever I want her. I hear her knifelike gasp of pleasance as I fucked her, skewering her, and she is loving it, fucking back shamelessly, urging me on with every lunge. `` Oh, God, sate me, fill me ! impart me more ! '' she begs, gasping as if she were skinny to Death.

'' You love it, do n't you ? You love my cock ? '' I demanded, ramming harder into her for emphasis. `` You 're going to be my petty cocotte, are n't you ? '' `` bawd ? '' she faltered for a moment, not certain that she understood what I was saying to her. Then she realized that it is reliable -- she has allowed herself to suffer control over all the things she knew were right and was now my slut. No, she will never be the same again. `` That 's right, whore ! '' I spat down at her, relishing the confused miscellany of pleasure and debasement I saw on her sweet face. `` From now on, you 'll have a go at it when I want you too ! '' `` Oooooh, yesss ... yesssss, '' she sobbed, out of her thinker with the humiliating truth of her confession. She will submit to my every desire, the whore that she is, she did n't care now. Nothing is real to her but the sweet hot pleasure that made waves, as her hungrily gyrating unseasoned buttocks in uncontrolled frenzy up and down, from English to side, spiraling her starvation bitch along the full length of my immense cock to gain ground every sensation, she possibly can. I grinned smugly as I step up the ferociousness of my strokes until my pelvis smacked like a wooden paddle against the ragged garden pink flange of her twat, my Brobdingnagian lust-hardened cock fucking late into the far hidden recesses of her hot writhing belly.

I feel the cords of her neck and second joint stand out and tense as she squirms under me, working toward her orgasm, aching now with all her being to have me shoot my sperm into her lenient panting abdomen. Just then, I decided to finish my conquering and premise her to something totally unexpected. I slide my fingers down over the tight skin of her firm ass and found the tiny elastic-rimmed anus cradled defenselessly below. It is mild and warm and I feel its tiny crinkled backtalk working in time with the grinding of her buttock as she pushes against my thrusting lumbus. His finger shoved into it with a quick hard movement and he felt the tender rubbery flesh yielding before his attack. `` God, oooooh, '' she gasps in painful protest at the unexpected intrusion, the plea tumbling from her lips in surprise. But I thrust harder, taking pleasure in hearing her lost little sound of surrender. `` Oh, pleeeeease, nooooo, '' she wails, trying to sprain away from this indecent outrage against her defenselessly cringing bastard. I work my finger's breadth around inside her, stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider as I grind into it. I slip another finger in then and feel the nasty resistance give way as it moves into the warm, fragile profoundness. The deep guttural consonant racket coming from her pharynx changed slowly into whine of pain for a moment, then are replaced by louder groan of delight as her slightly stretched anus gradually grew accustomed to the unusual unnatural penetration.

A smile of victory across my lust-contorted face as I feel her begin to slowly move her nates back on my hand, grinding her obscenely filled rectum down voraciously now on the buried finger's breadth as I probed them methodically around in the fond rubbery depths. She is hopelessly impaled between my throbbing unvoiced cock in her cunt and my fingers shoved cruelly up into her SOB. Now, whimpering and moaning beneath me, she increases her twisting and bucking movements under this doubled violation of her. She has never had a man ravish her this way in her sprightliness, this rape is so ill-gotten and erotic. I slide my other mitt slowly up from the smooth rounded boldness of her writhing ass to where my hardened cock is pistoning wetly in and out of her pussy teasing cruelly the wet, hair-lined folds clasping tightly around my rampaging thickness. I feel their overweight softness pulling and giving with each farsighted hard, jack-hammer poke I made into her. Suddenly I quickened my stab, hot and pulse and deep, as she is battered mercilessly beneath me. I knew every time I fucked her, that she is mine, completely, and I had no intent of showing the least bit of mercy. I want to get a line her pleading for my hot cum, to beg to be filled with it, so that she will retrieve, long after this session is over, what king I had wielded over her consistence and brain.

'' Tell me, whore, tell me what you want, '' I growled as I deliberately slow down my stroking movements and teasingly ran my massive length only half-way into her, `` Do you want me to get laid you and shoot my cum up into your cunt ? '' `` Oh yes, pleeeeease ! '' she gasped, as she lay immobilize and naked under my weighting. Insane passion pulsed in her like a lust-lit atomic number 10 mark, sending searing signals through her cheek and building her excitement to a crown that will drive her insane if she did not retrieve easing. At last, closing her optic so that she would not take in to face the sadistic delight in my eye, she murmured : `` Oh, delight, do it ! Fuck me ! Shoot your cum in my bitch ! '' Grunting with approval of her submission, I 'm sweating as I increase the tempo of my drive, grinding firmly and rich into her so that my hard piston putz bored far up into the out of sight time out of her swaying Danton True Young belly. Her bare breasts heaved and quivered up against the pressure of my sweating dresser, the diminutive hard mamilla digging into me like the clitoris of a pelage.

The fire of sheer beast desire flared madly in my lunging groin and I 'm now aware of aught else in the world but the charge fact that this beautiful young woman, is going mad beneath me, bucking her satiny ass and kicking with her heels against my berm as I fuck Thomas More and more savagely into her. Of all the hot gripe I have fucked in this very authority, this one is among the best, if not the very effective, and this metre, I planned to make sure that it would be a limited social function. This tender petty piece is going to be doing everything I wanted. `` Oh, ooooohhhhh, Goooooddddd ! I 'm cumming ... I 'm cummmmming nowwwww ! '' Marina suddenly squealed in a high- toss voice as she locked her slight ankles in a death traction high up behind my laboring, sweat slicken torso. Her passion-imprisoned body heaved and she held onto me desperately, not moving but quivering and jerking around me in a pulsating musical rhythm that served to spew her orgasmic fluids out around my still hard driving putz. It trickled hotly down the wide-split crack of her cheek, soaking my heavily slapping Ball and the two digit buried all the way to the hilt up in her tiny tuck ass.

I feel her jerk up toward me, the lips of her hotly seething little cunt working and sucking at my imbeded, marble-hard shaft as though trying to milk me dry. Her breather is coming in brusk, panting gasps and I frantically withdraw to thrust deep again, feeling my hot boiling spermatozoan suddenly race up from my balls, jetting from the tip of my heavily throbbing cock and far up into her soft vibration belly. Marina 's lust-crazed genius whirled in asinine sensuality as the burning, powerful squirts of my cum surged into her, filling her with warm sticky wetness and mingling with her cum succus in a wet pocket billiards of prohibit joy that the astonied Whitney Young woman has never before guess. Then, after a long present moment of gasping sigh, Marina 's quivering, perfectly-sculptured body is drained of everything, and her cacoethes spent arm collapsed loosely onto the cushion as my grip on her buttocks slowly relaxed. She shudders for a second as I pull my fingers from her bantam stretched anus with a mild wet hissing sound, then lay motionless, her body beaten and satiated as it had never been before. snag welled in her cocoa-brown eyes as a sense of ignominy and abasement rushed over her and she suddenly remembered where she was and just whose thick penis it was that was still soaking mystifying in her warmly pulsating vagina. She closed her heart to the sight of my lewd grin and quivered slightly as she feels me lift my pelvis, slipping my now-soft penis from her spermatozoan flooded vagina with a soft, wet sucking noise. A cool rush of fresh air flowed over her loins when I rolled from her body, lowering my spent consistence to the floor beside the couch, and she heaved a long suspiration of succor. Marina slowly got up stumbling to the bathroom to make clean up and dress.

Later in the evening Marina and I started to fuck again. We fucked hard for about 30 proceedings and she came many prison term and I finally dumped another load in her womb. We stayed still for about 5 minute until I finally pulled out. We fucked all night long with I never had to pull out because my cock is so big even when it is flaccid. It 's an amazing feeling to cause a peter in you when it 's not hard. It 's literal comfortable but still has all the welfare of a cock in your pussy. I must have dumped 6+ loads of cum in her before we fell asleep with my prick still in her. She woke up to me fucking her again. I finally finished and pulled my cock out of her now sore pussy. My cock had been in her for many hour at the berth and rest home. Her pussycat is raw and red. It is completely filled with cum and she is careful not to run out any .