*******So a couple of twelvemonth back, I had a talking with the archetype author of the MSA serial publication. I like his taradiddle so much and I wanted to use some of his part in my own series. He gave me his blessing, and this is the first of the series. If you all like it, let me know and I 'll continue with it. If not, I 'll finish and desist. So this story is a bit short-circuit and slow to get down and the sex is nimble, but its the opener. Following tale will be longer and stimulate more than sex. On another note, I 'm going to come out crowd surf for my story musical theme. So if you got an idea for a story, or a story you 've always wanted to see written, PM me and I 'll pick out a cleft at it. And as always crit is always welcome. I aim to please my young man XNXXers. bazaar nothingness and Following Seas*******

When Damien Jones looked into the mirror, he liked what he saw. At 20 standing at exactly 6'2, 190 pounds and a smooth brown skin look, with he knew all that time spent in the gym over the summer had been 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 low gear year at college in New Hampshire, away from all his friends and crime syndicate back home in Long Beach, he was set to start fresh, to start out his new animation. He finished shaving, and returned back to his way to get dressed. He put on a brace of light blue jeans and a red release up shirt.

Rolling up the sleeves to his elbows and putting on a duet of white Nikes, he couldn't wait for the first day of division to begin. Orientation had shown him that this shoal would be something deserving memory, he just knew it. The girls were extremely attractive, and he had met a couple of dudes that seemed pretty cool too. He walked into the kitchen of his flat, grabbed an apple and headed downstairs to his superbia and joy, his 95 Z28.

Most people didn't understand why he loved his car so much ; it was old, no dubiety. But the classical cars that everyone loved today were, at one point in time, at an unenviable time stage where they were 17 age old and basically forgotten about. But when they got to be 30-40 class old, they suddenly became collector's opus. He was just making sure enough he had it from the get go. And it wasn't like it was a rust bucket. He had ported and polished the fountainhead, dropped a public presentation camshaft in, put in a cold air intake, ceramic heading back exhausts, a high stall torque convertor, a supercharger, and cheater slickness tyre. All together it was putting about 470 hp to the seat wheels. Not to remark the hanging was completely redone, the Department of the Interior was re upholstered and a beautiful mix of mordant and imperial with the paint job being a elusive matte black. He did roll in the hay his car, working on it for 5 eld and paying for it by working at this meat packing factory back home.

He got in the car, put the key in the ignition and turned the car over. It roared to lifetime as a gaggle of female child walked across the street. Damien could see in the rear purview mirror them startle at the sound of the beast and how they looked at on in awe and excitement. He put on his dark glasses, and said to himself,"Yea, this is going to be a in force year."
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Damien started on as the professor at the head of the class was going on about the course of study for the year. Trigonometry was his start course of the day, and he knew he was fucked. mathematics had never been his impregnable suit and he had barely passed trig in high school. As he listened to the older man pilotless aircraft on about how the class would be conducted, Damien let his oculus wander around the lecture hall. There were a lot of really proficient looking girls in this class, he thought to himself. He already knew that this subject was going to be an uphill conflict in the pelting, but he might he a couple of hook-ups out of it.

The professor dismissed the year and he stood up and walked toward the exit. As he was just out the door, a vox behind him called out,"Hey Damien !"He turned around to see Max, a guy he had met during orientation walking up to him."What's up bro"Damien replied"I didn't see you in there ”."Yea, I was up in the hind talking with a span of really hot wench. There's a party Friday at one of their admirer houses out in bookman trapping, you down ?"“ Fucking A right, I'm game"Damien said."What do you have next ?"To which Max replied,"side 101."Damien sword lily he had a year with person he knew said,"afters, I've got that one too ”. As the pair walked towards the edifice of their next class, they couldn't helper but notice all the coeds, the hot coeds all around them. There was a grouping of young lady over by some pushover tables, a match playing Frisbee with some guys under the tree diagram, they were everywhere.

"So many choices, so little difference."Max said as they watched they yummy female person."My destination this year is to bang as many of them as I possible can without getting herpes."“ well, there certainly isn't a famine, so honorable luck with that"Damien said laughing as they arrived at the construction. They walked in, found their talking to hall and got seats in the back of the room. As the great unwashed started to pile, Max and Damien spotted three Thomas More guys they met at predilection who came up to sit with them. Jake, a lanky white boy with blonde hair, blue eyes was one of those cat who should have grown up on the beach. He even talked with the surfer cha vocalisation. Keegan, was a heavy Russian fellow, even taller than Damien by a couple of column inch, and massively built but gave off that vibe that he wouldn't harm a fly until you fucked with him…then he'd tear your drumhead off. And then there was Ricardo. He was a shorter guy, full on Spaniard and even had the accent and slicked back hair to go with it. The five of them caught up on the last dyad of days while people continued to pour into the room.

Then Keegan asked Damien,"Hey did you see that martial artistry lieu right off campus ?"Damien auricle perking up replied,"No, I didn't know there was any lieu like that around here."“ Yea, they teach jay jetsu or something like that."Haha, you mean Jiu Jitsu ? Damn, definitely didn't know about that."Damien replied."Well, I'm going to check over it out around 6 tonight. You want to come ? You've done that form of stuff before right ?"Keegan asked."Yea, I know a little, I'll come with you."

Damien was however, being quite modest. backbone home he had been doing muay thai and jui jitsu for about 4 class. His sales booth 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 variance he entered in including the Abu Dhabi, which is a prestigious grappling tournament known earth wide and he placed second in that tourney for his section. He mind wandered off, thinking about that night and excited to have 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 intromission. But Damien mind was else where ; his judgment was on the mat.
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Damien and Keegan pulled into the parking of the gym. In Ne varsity letter above the deftness were the words Salvatore Bros."This is the seat ?"Damien asked and Keegan nodded his head. They both got out and drumhead towards the room access. When they walked inside they were immediately greeting by the phone of a lecture being given. There was an older peeress at the front desk, around 50 with Charles Grey haircloth crow's substructure around the eyes, but a warming smile on her face."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 checker your gym out."“ Oh well its not my gym, it belong to my hubby and his Brother. They're giving a lesson right now, there are chairwoman on the mat, and you can go sit in and watch."“ Thank you very much ma'am. semen on Lashkar-e-Taiba go."Damien said turning to Keegan.

The duo walked around the recession towards the mat. There was a line of chair along the bulwark where the two sat. In the meat of the mat where two older man who Damien assumed to be the Salvatore chum and they were demonstrating a trigon 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 opponent in a Triangulum choking coil. But because he's resisting the submission, the set on lifts his hips and transformation opposite to the out-of-door leg. Then, placing the top of his foot inside his opponents crotch, he sinks his pelvis down and sits up which doubles the pressure on the neck and immediately forces the opponent to tap out or have his neck broken."As on cue, one of the brothers demonstrates the movement and as soon as it was locked in, the other crony tapped the mat."Damn, that darn expression like it hurts"Keegan stated wincing."Yea, it definitely is not fun"Damien replied.

The blood brother broke the circle sending everyone out to practice the technique, while the two of them approached Damien and Keegan."Hows it going male child ?"one of the sidekick said to them."My epithet is Stephen Salvatore and this is my brother Damon. You guys new around here ?"Keegan spoke up, feeling a little out of his factor,"Yes sir, we both just started school down the road."Damon replied,"Yea we get a lot of the students who like to come in from time to meter. As you can see, we have a middling diverse group here."As Damien looked around he saw disgraceful, snowy, male person, female, younger and older. It was a pretty diverse, a goodness sign, meaning that they didn't just cater to douchebags who just want to fuck shit up.

As he continued to bet around, Stephen exclamation snapped him out of his observation."Hey wait a instant I know you. Ummm, Damien Jones right ?"“ Uh yea, how did you bang that ?"Damien asked, puzzled."The Abu Dhabi cobbler's last year, you were in the 180s. I followed your friction match and I have to say I was thoroughly strike. You are extremely gifted. Shame you didn't take first."Stephen said."Wow, I didn't even think some one would call up from a tournament a yr ago."Damon spoke up,"No, I remember you now to, the live on lucifer, that was one of the best peer I've seen. I rooted for you the full time."Damien was gladiolus he was dark skinned, he hated the intellection of multitude seeing him crimson.

The brothers turned their attention to Keegan, the elephant in the elbow room."And what about you son ? Why so calm down ?"Stephen asked."To be dependable sir, this is the first fourth dimension seeing anything like this. I guess this is variety of what a fish out of weewee tactile property like, only you know…without the dying."“ Damon and Stephen both laughed, Damon then reassuring the gentle whale,"Come on son, lets sit down and let me tell you a trivial about jiu jitsu."Damien slapped his friend on the back and said,"Don't concern you'll be OK man."

As Damon and Keegan walked to the far end of the chairs to sit down, Stephen asked Damien if he wanted to roll around a bit."A lot of the people in right now aren't too receive but I don't believe in separating them from the more advanced hombre, it helps them learn. So there a couple hoi polloi in here who should be able-bodied to prevent up with you…for a fiddling while at least."Stephen chuckled to himself and again Damien was glad to be black."I doubt it sir, I'm rusty, and they could probably kick my ass."He said."folderal !"Stephen exclaimed,"Your kind of talent doesn't just disappear. In fact I'm going to consume you grapple one of my best, if not comfortably. That is if you want."Damien couldn't deny the urge he felt to roll around on the mat."Absolutely. But I not entirely prepared, I didn't bring any train"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 footling 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, to the receptionist desk and relayed Olaf's message. The cleaning woman left for a minute and returned with a Negro tenacious sleeve rash guard, a pair of short pants and a mouth piece of music."Here you go, the Men's changing room is just that way"she said pointing him in the powerful commission."Thank you ma'am"he replied walking towards the changing room.

He quickly changed over, his Adrenalin beginning to pump, his heart charge per unit racing at the thought of getting on the mat. He laughed at himself, no matter how many clock time he grappled ; it always felt like the first time to him. He walked back out of the bathroom, the cold tile under his invertebrate foot and leaving his apparel on the Bench next to the front counter. He walked back out to the mat and over to Stephen and said,"I'm ready. Let's do this."Stephen laughed a trench hearty laugh,"I love the eagerness. Alright, I'll oblige. Donovan, where are you at ?"A womanly voice behind him said,"Over here."Damien turned around and his jaw dropped.

What a wad to behold. Tall, as she was almost eye level with him, brownness center, with blond hair that hair brown streaks in, that was tied back in a ponytail to hold open it out of her middle. Cute pocket-sized little nose, with these fully lushes lips. She was extremely full-bosomed, that much was patent, as she was wearing a compressing shirt like his, but her thorax still protruded quite a bit. His center traveled downward, her waist went inward and then exploded outwards, her hips were boastfully and circle, and she was in Sprawl fight shorts which hide the figure. She had to be packing an ass. And her branch were duncical, that led down to feet with precious pinko colored toenails with efflorescence on the big tow.

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

"You two ready ?"Stephen said outside the circle of scholar. The girl looked at him and nodded her head and Damien said"Ready ”. Then Sir Leslie Stephen sized the two of them up and said"Begin."Damien tried to get his mind together. This beauty in front of him, even though she had a smell in her had that made her seem like she wanted to shoot down his principal off, was making him very distracted. He extended his hand, accustomed between two opponents as to wish well each other a just match.

She grabbed it with her outside hand, and shooting her inside hand under his armpit, turned into him and shoulder tossed him. Damien saw the ceiling fly before his heart and landed hard on his backrest, the lead knocked out of him. He certainly wasn't expecting that. Before he could react, she threaded her free bridge player under his arm and set in a Keylock. He felt the pressure sensation immediately jump to build in his arm and articulatio humeri and knew he was in difficulty. His mind shut off and instincts kicked. Because she was so quick to try and finish him, she had improved her position and taken the riding horse, so with his ramification liberate, Damien took his outside leg and swung it around in front of her facial expression and pushed down, freeing his arm of her lock and pushing her away. She was quick to recover. He was on his stern when she flew at him, but he rolled back and trapped her in wide-cut guard. He put his hand on the back 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 massive breasts were squished into his abs. As she struggled, her boob moving around him, he slipped out of his belligerent mind-set and felt his prick stir again,

She capitalized on his lack of Defense and posted one of his knees to the ground and stepped over into half guard, the shooting her other leg out and to his former side getting the mount. She immediately dropped her hands to the top of his capitulum and put chest insistency on him. Now her giant ball were right in his aspect, suffocating him. Damien's creative thinker switching back and Forth between foreplay and fury. Furious that she was dominating him so easily, and aroused that this chick giant tits were crushing his face.

He reached his mitt to pry one of hers off his head, but she countered, grabbing it with a end grip. Then swinging her leg around, she planted it on his face and leaned back into an armbar. He knew he was in bother again, the pain in his elbow made him acutely aware of that. But again, her rushing made her haphazard and he shot his barren had up to grab is forearm and used the extra infinite her legs left to get his head free. He postured up, now within her safety device, and began to try and get some external respiration room, because her mighty legs were damn near crushing his costa."Goddamn this bitch is strong"Damien thought to him. He saw her eyes quickly shoot to his outside leg, and in an instant, knew she was going to try to sweep him. He anticipated it and when she dropped her leg to his, he jumped guard quickly, landing in English control.

Even with her mouth guard in, he heard her say"nookie ”. He chuckled to him self, and she shot him obelisk. She attempted to buck him off, but he was entirely to stable. He noted again, he was pectus to chest, he could feel her boob on his chest and he even felt her nipple, they were hard. He tried to maintain focal point as her pelvic arch came of the ground as she tried to roll over him, but put up his forearm to block her about-face transition and slid his leg over her consistence. Now he had the mount and the upper paw. She quickly reached up and sucked his head to her chest to prevent him from capitalizing with a submission attempt. Once again, he was face first in her splendiferous mounds, and with her squirming to charge 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 scent. 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 stomach as he sat on top of her.

Disgusted with himself for disgracing his art by being unsportsmanlike like, for getting aroused by his opposite when he should only be focused on winning. He resolved that this was over now, popped he head up, and at the Lapp prison term posted his rightfield leg outside her promontory and then sunk it under. Grabbing her hand, he rolled over locking his binding of his knee joint on the top of his foot and sunk in a triangle choke. She started to stand up, but he picked her articulatio genus and she fell back down. Her face was turning bright red and her breather was gasped and ragged. He felt her hot breath…on his dick. Where her head was locked in between his branch, was directly on his dick. Got to end it now he thought to himself. Trying to cut is arousal returning, he squeeze tighter and her sass piece popped out. But she wouldn't tap. So he lifted his hips up, slipped his leg up and under into her genitalia. As his understructure 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 crank.

Her nous was pushed forward, and he almost let out a pocket-sized gasp. Her facial expression was now being crushed into his dick ; he knew she could feel his insensibility. He felt so embarrassed, he thought he was more professional than that, but grappling with knockout had made him intemperate and now with her face squished into his cock, he want to do to a greater extent 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 large gasp of air and spit out her mouthpiece. Damien tried to see if she was okay but she pushed in away with a surprising amount of lastingness. Then he heard the hand clapping. He became aware of all the masses that were in the room, in the oestrus of his bust he had forgotten there were still people here. Sir Leslie Stephen walked to the center of the circle they were in and slapped in on the back."Goddamn son that was a soundly match. You okay there Donovan ?"he said looking at the ground where she was still getting up."I'm fine"she replied shooting what can only be described as the look of all encompassing hatred and shag offery at Damien. With that she stormed out of the circle and over to the adult female's changing room.

"I really thought you had lost it there for a mo 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 adept as I remember kid. If you start training here, I think my brother and I can really arrive at something truly nifty out of you."Stephen said after telling the course of instruction to take a 5 moment good luck and pulling Damien off to the slope."We're like a class here, and I think you'd really like it. And I believe the raw scholar can learn from you just as much they do from some of the other guy wire 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 feel here too, I'd be honored if you'd let me check her."“ Excellent !"Stephen said clapping his hands together."Alana ! semen here for a minute will you."The adult female from the front man desk, who was Alana joined Damien and Stephen on the mat."Yes dear ?"she asked."Damien is going to be joining us here so delight take him up front and get him his papers and the paraphernalia he needs on the house."Damien was quick to say,"That's not necessity sir ..."But Stephen waved his custody,"No concern son, its on us."He turned and walked back substance mat and said,"Alright everybody, gather around, lets do a partitioning of the match you just watched."Turning away from the group, Damien followed Alana back to the front man of the facility.

She got him his registration newspaper and insurance papers which he signed and returned to her. She also gave him a package containing two efflorescence guards, one livid and one black, both long sleeved with discussion Salvatore Bros on the back. It also contained a yoke of grappler shortstop that had Salvatore Bros down the leg and on the ass."Gym dues are to be paid first on every calendar month and it'll be $ 100."She reached behind the comeback and handed him a towel and said,"There is a shower in the back of the changing room and scoop as well, You should go houseclean up. rolling wave around there has made you a hot mess ”. He had even noticed, but he was still covered in sweat and stank pretty nasty. Just then Keegan rounded the corner."Hey Damien, Damon is showing me some old tape measure and giving me some background signal on Jiu Jitsu, can you wait up like another 45 minutes ?"he asked. Damien laughed, he could see that look in his eyes, the one well-nigh 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 storage locker room.

He stripped quickly and got under the water. It was tradition for him. He always took a courteous hot shower after a peer, and went over his every relocation. But this prison term was different. He couldn't stay thinking about, his adversary Donovan. How incredibly sexy she was, how she made his blood ticker, how when his consistency was pressed up against hers. He looked down and realized how voiceless he was. The girls he'd been with had always said he'd had a pretty big dick. It was about 9 inch long, sizable over ordinary but it was thick too. He'd have to say circumference Isaac Mayer Wise it was about 6 maybe 7 inches around.

And right now it was at full distance, thinking about his sexy opponent. He wanted to bust one off real quick, but that would be aweless. He'd wait until he got back habitation to hitch off to that sexy bitch. He showered quickly, noticing the still lingering painful sensation in his munition from her Keylock and armbar and how his ribs were still sore from that death grip she had on him when he was in here safety. In between those thick-skulled powerful legs… his creative thinker wandered off about being in between her legs and then caught himself. Laughing at himself, he turned the water to cold and immediately tensed up under the sudden temperature change. Soon, his tool went flaccid and he had had enough. He turned the piddle off and headed back to the storage locker where his dress were.

He had just put on his boxers and bloomers when he felt someone behind him. He hadn't even heard the door to the footlocker room capable. He turned around and took a fist to the human face. The punch caught him by surprise and his book binding hit the row of cabinet. He opened his eyes again to present his attacker, ready to strike hard there fucking headland off when his jaw dropped again.

In front man of him stood Donovan. Still aphrodisiac as all hell. His eyes almost began to wander again, but they were stopped by another fist to the grimace. His head reeling, shucks this chick can punch he thought to himself. He felt his eye mousing up and shouted,"What the roll in the hay is your problem ?"“ No, what the fuck is yours"was her retort."You come in here thinking your hot shit, basically eye rape me, and then your felt me up the intact time we were grappling !"Damien nous was racing."Are you insane, you were beating me down the entire metre and I.."she interrupted him,"Oh so that wasn't your tool that was impaling me in my stomach, just a roll of quarters right ? Or when you put me in a triangle, and basically forced your dick into my face ? Right ? Right ?"Damien was flabbergasted. He fucked up and he knew it. He was going to apologize when he hand came shooting to his throat and started to choke him. Okay, plenty is enough. It was like I was trying to actively grope her, it just happened. But this is going to far he thought getting ready to accept her off of him.

But then she got closer, her head right succeeding 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 spokesperson that instantly made his dick hard,"If you wanted to feel me up, all you had to do was ask."All Damien could negociate was,"Wha…"before she kissed him on the nerve. Then full on the mouth. From the start she was emphatic. Her handwriting moved from his throat to the dorsum of his caput, pulling him into her backtalk. Her good, lusty pouty lips. Damien's mind was moving at a Admiralty mile a minute. He tried to slow down, to fully grasp the situation, and then…tongue. He felt her lips part his sass and she slipped her inside. She flicked his tongue with hers, and Damien lost himself. What the fuck is happening ? She broke the kiss, playful biting his lip as she did it. And then looked at him with her big chocolate-brown center and said,"So are you going to sleep together me or what ?"

Damien still moving a bit sluggish, apparently to slow for her liking. She rolled her middle and said,"I guess I have to crap the conclusion for you."She dropped to her genu, and with lightning speed is belt was off and on the flooring, soon followed by his jeans. Her mitt rubbed up and down his crotch as she cooed,"What have we here ?"And with that she yanked drown his boxer and got popped in the face by his prick springing forth. She laughed,"So that must be why your mind utterly right now, all your blood is down here."Damien looked down and just could not conceive it. Here was this pearl dead gorgeous girl, who he thought was going to try and bust him apart, now with his putz in her hand."Mhmm, you definitely are a big one aren't you ?"she said kissing the school principal of his very concentrated tool. She then lifted it up and licked the shaft from egg to tip and then it in her rima oris.

Damien let out a pant of air as his pecker was engulfed her warm and wet mouth. His dead body was on fire. She started slowly, her head teacher slowly moving down his spear and back up again. Every bit she moved caused Damien to get a little Sir Thomas 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 putz. She tried to get farther but started to gag and came up for air. She tried again, her headland moving back and forth on his pecker, but couldn't get past that halfway mark. It was taking all of Damien willpower not to explode right there in her mouth. Who wouldn't ? This busty beauty was on her knees, fucking him with her back talk 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 matter you stuck"he asked laughing. She stopped her head movements and looked at him. She had those deadly eye again. Somehow, he knew, he probably shouldn't have said anything. She started up again, with more than intensity this meter, his pole hitting the dorsum of her throat. Then she started to swirl her tongue around his hawkshaw while she was sucking it. Damien felt a slight weak in the genu."Oh shit… goddamn, your fucking trade good at that."He said in a soft part, this blonde vixen was trying to sop up the nub on his os."Fuuuuuuuck, damn that it…..whoooo…..shit girl.

He felt his toes wanting to loop, the euphoric opinion in his dick…he wanted to come so badly. She started stroking his peter too, the combination was killing him, he wasn't going to last much longer if she kept up this discussion. The spirit of her custody and that fucking lip slobbing on his dick was almost to much. And something in him, took over. That primal urge to sleep with the living shit out of a woman. He looked down at her as she looked up at him with those big brown centre and that did it. He grabbed his dick and pulled it out her mouth and pulled her to her feet.

He pulled her in to a candy kiss ; there was no Latinian language, just thirst pure lust. His work force traveled down to her waist and then to her ass. It was so large that he could catch all of it. But he tried. As the two each former with there tongues, he squeezed he ass and gave it a smack. He felt her shuddered and moan into his mouth. He did it again but hard. She moaned louder and crusade harder into his body. Her monolithic mamilla were crushed up against his thorax and she ground he crotch against his exposed rooster. He smacked her ass again, and pulled her lips from his and said,"Shit, I'm so fucking wet."He turned her around, and pulled her into him. His hands going to her breasts, he grabbed two fistful and began to play with them through her shirt."Oh my god, that feels so good"she moaned in a burly voice that sent Damien over the edge.

He grabbed her shorts and whispered in her ear,"You have too many dress on."She pushed her ass backwards into his cock and ground it against his raging grueling on and said,"You should fix that."Off her short came, revealing one of the roundest, fattest rump that Damien had ever seen. He knelt down, smacking it. The result strait was a overweight thwack that rang out through the storage 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 entering of her fucking box. He teased her, giving just the tip. Then grabbing her coxa, he ` shoved himself inside her."Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck yes. piece of tail the dull mother fucker. Fuck me hard."And so Damien slid his full length inside her."Aaaaaahhh yess, god yes"she cried as Damien began to sleep with her. He quickly got up to full speed, ramming his dick into her tight hole. He was in endorphin overburden. She was so wet, and so piece of tail tight."Just like that, just like that, don't stop"she moaned in that husky voice that was driving Damien loony.

"Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod fuuuuuuuuck, oh my skillful fuck me !"she screamed again. Damien looked down and the ken of her giant ass bouncing off his pecker and them him pulling her back into to it was making him insane. He smacked her ass and her drove chisel deep into her and her head came back as she cried,"Shit, oh my god, do it again."He kept fucking her ands smacking her ass, he could finger how wet she was, the sound of his dick plunging in and out of her kitty-cat gave it away to. His ball tightening he knew he couldn't finish much longer. She kept backing into him, meeting his thrusting, she wanted it. He kept hammering away and audio of her screams and moans of pleasure urged him on until she screamed"Don't stop aaahhhh don't stop aaahhh oh my god Im gon na come gon na come gon na come."

Without hesitating, he pulled out and turned her around. He grabbed he by the ass cheek and slammed her into the lockers behind them. Parting her legs, he thrust forward, impaling her with his pecker 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 lockers."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 kitty clamp down onto his dick and started convulsing. Her body shook as she was racked with a herculean orgasm and her middle rolled into the back of her head.

"Don't block up don't stop don't don't halt"she whispers as her hip dry land into his, and with the end of his resistance dwindling, he began thrusting into to her with every thing he had left."Oh fuck, piece of ass fuck fuck, horseshit oh my good Im cumming again shiiiiiiiiit"and her kitty clamped down even tight, and her sail through dug into his back. That bit of pain was the end of Damien. With one last driving force, he buried himself into her and an climax 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 eternity, before he had nada left to give. He slowly back out of her and his dick came out with a minor pop. He set her down, but she clung to him with an abashed look."I cant finger 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 form 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 little but the sex make up for it."Then it hit Damien,"Wait, you are you on…"“ Relax stud, I'm on birth ascendency. 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 brother Tim."she said anticipating the inquiry. That's a ministration that would have got been crazy as fuck. Damien walked her to the car, and she made the introductions."Tim this is Damien. Damien Tim. The two shook handwriting and Damien thought it was weird that Tim had to goofiest grin on his human face. What does he know 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 passenger side of the car, as in a placid voice so her brother couldn't her, as he got into the number one wood side.

"So I'm going to start training here, so what do we do now ?"“ Got a telephone set ?"she asked, and he pulled his out of his air hole. She snatched it out of his hands and played with the cover a bit and handed it back to him."What we are going to do is I'm going home and you can visit me."She said with a devilish grin as she got into the car and sped of out of the parking lot. Damien put his phone 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 chum are substantial down to earth and easy to peach 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 drove 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 schooltime, at the gym, on the mat, in the locker room with…and he thought to himself, Donovan isn't a usually missy gens. He grabbed his phone off his bedside dresser and pulled up his contact list and searched Donovan. 1 match. He put down his phone and drifted off to slumber, his dreams of Ashley Donovan .