*******So a duo of days back, I had a talk with the original author of the MSA series. I like his floor so much and I wanted to use some of his quality 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 uphold with it. If not, I 'll cease and desist. So this chronicle is a bit unretentive and slow to start and the sex is quick, but its the unfastener. Following write up will be longer and suffer Thomas More sex. On another note, I 'm going to originate push surf for my narration estimation. So if you got an melodic theme for a story, or a story you 've always wanted to see written, PM me and I 'll convey a crevice at it. And as always crit is always welcome. I aim to please my boyfriend XNXXers. fair Winds and Following Seas*******

When Damien John Luther Jones looked into the mirror, he liked what he saw. At 20 standing at exactly 6'2, 190 pounds and a polish brown skin pure tone, with he knew all that sentence spent in the gym over the summer had been deserving it. He had a well defined dead 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 first year at college in New Hampshire, away from all his friends and home back house in Long Beach, he was ready to bulge out fresh, to begin his new life. He finished shaving, and returned back to his room to get dressed. He put on a pair of luminousness blue jeans and a red button up shirt.

Rolling up the sleeve to his articulatio cubiti and putting on a couplet of white Nikes, he couldn't wait for the low gear day of classes to begin. Orientation had shown him that this school would be something Worth memory, he just knew it. The girl were extremely attractive, and he had met a couple of sheik that seemed pretty assuredness too. He walked into the kitchen of his flat, grabbed an apple and headed downstairs to his pride and joy, his 95 Z28.

about people didn't understand why he loved his car so much ; it was old, no question. But the Graeco-Roman cars that everyone loved today were, at one point in time, at an awkward time stage where they were 17 years old and basically forgotten about. But when they got to be 30-40 age old, they suddenly became collector's pieces. He was just making sure he had it from the get go. And it wasn't like it was a rust bucket. He had ported and polished the heads, dropped a performance camshaft in, put in a dusty air intake, ceramic heading back exhausts, a high stall torsion convertor, a supercharger, and cheater slick tires. All together it was putting about 470 hp to the rear wheels. Not to observe the suspension was completely redone, the interior was re upholstered and a beautiful mix of black and over-embellished with the paint job being a tough matte grim. He did love his car, working on it for 5 year and paying for it by working at this center packing factory back home.

He got in the car, put the key in the inflammation and turned the car over. It roared to life-time as a gaggle of girls walked across the street. Damien could see in the rear aspect mirror them jump at the sound of the fauna and how they looked at on in awe and turmoil. He put on his sunglass, 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 year was going on about the syllabus for the year. trigonometry was his first class of the day, and he knew he was fucked. Math had never been his strong lawsuit and he had barely passed trigonometry in high school. As he listened to the sometime man drone on about how the socio-economic class would be conducted, Damien let his eyes wander around the lecture hall. There were a lot of really unspoiled looking daughter in this class, he thought to himself. He already knew that this subject field was going to be an uphill battle 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 phonation 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 backrest talking with a couplet of really hot chicks. There's a party Friday at one of their friends houses out in bookman Housing, you down ?"“ Fucking A right, I'm game"Damien said."What do you have next ?"To which Max replied,"English 101."Damien gladiola he had a stratum with someone he knew said,"Henry Sweet, I've got that one too ”. As the couplet walked towards the construction of their side by side course, they couldn't help but notice all the coeds, the hot coeds all around them. There was a group of girls over by some picnic tables, a couple playing Frisbee with some guys under the trees, they were everywhere.

"So many pick, so little difference."Max said as they watched they pleasant-tasting female."My goal this year is to make love as many of them as I potential can without getting herpes."“ Well, there certainly isn't a dearth, so skilful destiny with that"Damien said laughing as they arrived at the building. They walked in, found their lecture Asaph Hall and got seat in the back of the room. As people started to stack, Max and Damien spotted three more guy cable they met at orientation who came up to sit with them. Jake, a lanky white boy with blonde hair's-breadth, blue sky eyes was one of those guy who should have grown up on the beach. He even talked with the surfer cha spokesperson. Keegan, was a large Russian dude, even taller than Damien by a couple of inches, 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 head teacher off. And then there was Ricardo. He was a shorter guy, full phase of the moon on Spaniard and even had the accent and slicked back whisker to go with it. The five of them caught up on the last brace of days while mass continued to pelt into the room.

Then Keegan asked Damien,"Hey did you see that martial arts blank space right off campus ?"Damien ears 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 ? shucks, definitely didn't know about that."Damien replied."Well, I'm going to check it out around 6 tonight. You want to come ? You've done that kind of hooey before right hand ?"Keegan asked."Yea, I know a little, I'll come with you."

Damien was however, being quite low. Back home he had been doing muay Tai and jui jitsu for about 4 years. His pedestal up was good, but it was on the primer where he shined. He had gone to tourney and contest winning a good majority of them for the division he entered in including the Abu Dhabi, which is a honored rassling tourney known world all-inclusive and he placed moment in that tournament for his division. 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 full teacher and not be one of those dime a 12 gym. Just then the professor for that class walked in and began his debut. But Damien thinker was else where ; his judgement was on the mat.
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Damien and Keegan pulled into the parking of the gym. In atomic number 10 letters above the facility were the Word Salvatore Bros."This is the place ?"Damien asked and Keegan nodded his mind. They both got out and head word towards the door. When they walked inside they were immediately greeting by the phone of a lecture being given. There was an older dame at the front desk, around 50 with grayness hair Crow's metrical foot around the eyes, but a warming smiling on her case."Hello, can I facilitate you ?"she asked. Damien said to her,"Hi, me and my Quaker here are new to the surface area so we thought we'd arrest your gym out."“ Oh well its not my gym, it belong to my husband and his blood brother. They're giving a deterrent example right now, there are chairperson on the mat, and you can go sit in and watch."“ Thank you very much ma'am. ejaculate on lets go."Damien said turning to Keegan.

The duo walked around the nook towards the mat. There was a origin of president along the wall where the two sat. In the center field of the mat where two older gentlemen who Damien assumed to be the Salvatore brothers and they were demonstrating a Triangle choke coil 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 choke. But because he's resisting the submission, the attacked lifts his hips and shifts opposite to the external leg. Then, placing the top of his foot inside his opponent fork, he sinks his hips down and sits up which doubles the insistency on the neck and immediately forces the opposite to tap out or have his neck broken."As on cue, one of the chum demonstrates the move and as soon as it was locked in, the other brother tapped the mat."Damn, that tell on aspect like it hurts"Keegan stated wincing."Yea, it definitely is not fun"Damien replied.

The brothers broke the circle sending everyone out to pattern the technique, while the two of them approached Damien and Keegan."Hows it going son ?"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 little out of his element,"Yes sir, we both just started school down the road."Damon replied,"Yea we get a lot of the scholarly person who like to come in from metre to time. As you can see, we have a middling diverse group here."As Damien looked around he saw black-market, blank, Male, female, younger and older. It was a jolly diverse, a good mansion, meaning that they didn't just cater to douchebags who just want to love crap up.

As he continued to look around, Stephen exclamation snapped him out of his observation."Hey wait a mo I know you. Ummm, Damien Jones right ?"“ Uh yea, how did you acknowledge that ?"Damien asked, puzzled."The Abu Dhabi last yr, you were in the 180s. I followed your matches and I have to say I was thoroughly move. You are extremely gifted. Shame you didn't take first."Stephen said."Wow, I didn't even think some one would remember from a tournament a class ago."Damon spoke up,"No, I remember you now to, the last match, that was one of the best compeer I've seen. I rooted for you the full time."Damien was glad he was sour skinned, he hated the opinion of citizenry seeing him blush.

The brothers turned their attention to Keegan, the elephant in the room."And what about you son ? Why so hushed ?"Sir Leslie Stephen asked."To be reliable sir, this is the inaugural time seeing anything like this. I guess this is kind of what a Pisces out of water feels like, only you know…without the dying."“ Damon and Sir Leslie Stephen both laughed, Damon then reassuring the blue giant,"seminal fluid on son, lets sit down and let me tell you a little about jiu jitsu."Damien slapped his friend on the back and said,"Don't worry you'll be alright man."

As Damon and Keegan walked to the far end of the chairperson 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 get but I don't believe in separating them from the more advanced guys, it helps them learn. So there a span people in here who should be able to observe up with you…for a piddling spell at least."Sir Leslie Stephen chuckled to himself and again Damien was glad to be blackness."I doubt it sir, I'm rusty, and they could probably kick my ass."He said."nonsensicality !"Stephen exclaimed,"Your kind of endowment doesn't just disappear. In fact I'm going to possess you grapple one of my considerably, if not best. That is if you want."Damien couldn't deny the impulse he felt to roll around on the mat."Absolutely. But I not entirely fain, I didn't bring any geared wheel"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 small mad at himself. Stephen waved his mitt,"Go see my wife up front, she'll set you up."

Damien turned and walked back towards the straw man, to the receptionist desk and relayed Olaf's content. The adult female left for a min and returned with a contraband long arm rash guard duty, a yoke of shorts and a mouth spell."Here you go, the Men's changing elbow room is just that way"she said pointing him in the rightfulness direction."Thank you ma'am"he replied walking towards the changing room.

He quickly changed over, his Adrenalin beginning to pump, his nerve rate racing at the thought of getting on the mat. He laughed at himself, no matter how many times he grappled ; it always felt like the first gear fourth dimension to him. He walked back out of the bathroom, the cold tile under his feet and leaving his clothes on the workbench next to the movement counter. He walked back out to the mat and over to Stephen and said,"I'm gear up. Let's do this."Stephen laughed a rich hearty laugh,"I love the eagerness. Alright, I'll oblige. Donovan, where are you at ?"A feminine voice behind him said,"Over here."Damien turned around and his jaw dropped.

What a survey to lay eyes on. Tall, as she was almost eye level with him, brown eyes, with blond hair that hair's-breadth brownness streaks in, that was tied back in a ponytail to celebrate it out of her eyes. Cute lowly little nose, with these full souse mouth. She was extremely busty, that often was evident, as she was wearing a compression shirt like his, but her chest still protruded quite a bit. His oculus traveled downward, her waist went inward and then exploded outwards, her pelvic girdle were boastfully and round, and she was in urban sprawl fight shorts which hide the figure. She had to be packing an ass. And her legs were thick, that led down to feet with cute pink colored toenails with flowers on the big tow.

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

"You two ready ?"Sir Leslie Stephen said outside the circle of students. The girl looked at him and nodded her psyche 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 movement of him, even though she had a tone in her had that made her seem like she wanted to buck his header off, was making him very distracted. He extended his handwriting, customary between two opponents as to wish each other a practiced match.

She grabbed it with her outside hand, and shooting her inwardly hired man under his armpit, turned into him and shoulder tossed him. Damien saw the ceiling fly before his eyes and landed hard on his vertebral column, the wind knocked out of him. He certainly wasn't expecting that. Before he could react, she threaded her free deal under his arm and set in a Keylock. He felt the pressure immediately start to work up in his arm and shoulder and knew he was in trouble. His mind shut off and instinct kicked. Because she was so quick to try and polish off him, she had improved her lieu and taken the mount, so with his branch unloose, Damien took his international leg and swung it around in strawman of her typeface and pushed down, freeing his arm of her lock and pushing her away. She was quick to recover. He was on his derriere when she flew at him, but he rolled back and trapped her in full guard. He put his hand on the back of her forefront and sucked it into his chest. She began to bring on opening his peg up, but with her struggling he became very aware that her massive tit were squished into his abs. As she struggled, her titty moving around him, he slipped out of his fighter mental capacity and felt his peter stir again,

She capitalized on his lack of United States Department of Defense and posted one of his stifle to the ground and stepped over into half guard, the shooting her other leg out and to his other side getting the climb. She immediately dropped her hands to the top of his head and put thorax press on him. Now her colossus orb were redress in his face, suffocating him. Damien's mind switching back and Forth between stimulation and fury. Furious that she was dominating him so easily, and aroused that this chick goliath tits were crushing his face.

He reached his hand to pry one of hers off his head, but she countered, grabbing it with a dying grip. Then swinging her leg around, she planted it on his grimace and leaned back into an armbar. He knew he was in trouble again, the pain in his cubital joint made him acutely aware of that. But again, her precipitation made her mucky and he shot his unfreeze had up to grab is forearm and used the superfluous distance her legs left to get his mind costless. He postured up, now within her sentry duty, and began to try and get some breathing room, because her brawny ramification were damn near crushing his ribs."Goddamn this gripe is strong"Damien thought to him. He saw her middle quickly shoot to his outside leg, and in an split second, knew she was going to set about to sweep him. He anticipated it and when she dropped her leg to his, he jumped safety quickly, landing in side control.

Even with her mouth guard in, he heard her say"fuck ”. He chuckled to him self, and she shot him daggers. She attempted to buck him off, but he was entirely to stable. He noted again, he was chest to chest, he could experience her breast on his chest and he even felt her nipples, they were hard. He tried to uphold stress as her hip joint came of the background as she tried to roll over him, but put up his forearm to blockade her reversion transition and slid his leg over her organic structure. Now he had the mount and the pep pill hired hand. She quickly reached up and sucked his head to her chest to foreclose him from capitalizing with a entry attempt. Once again, he was human face first in her glorious 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 diaphoresis, he found himself attracted to the scent. In his ear he heard her say,"degenerate"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 dirty like, for getting aroused by his adversary when he should only be focused on winning. He resolved that this was over now, popped he head up, and at the same prison term posted his right leg outside her head and then sunk it under. Grabbing her helping hand, he rolled over locking his binding of his knee on the top of his foot and sunk in a trigon choke. She started to stand up, but he picked her knee and she fell back down. Her side was turning shining red and her breath was gasped and ragged. He felt her hot breath…on his dick. Where her head word was locked in between his legs, was directly on his dick. Got to end it now he thought to himself. Trying to push aside is arousal returning, he squeeze tighter and her mouth musical composition popped out. But she wouldn't tap. So he lifted his hip up, slipped his leg up and under into her crotch. As his understructure made inter-group communication, 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 fruitcake.

Her header was pushed forward, and he almost let out a small gasp. Her side was now being crushed into his putz ; he knew she could feel his rigourousness. He felt so abashed, he thought he was more professional person than that, but grappling with lulu had made him hard and now with her cheek squished into his shaft, he want to do more to her, but he judgement was relieved of such thought. He felt her hand slapping his thigh signaling her meekness and he released her.

She took in a large gasp of air and spit out her embouchure. Damien tried to see if she was okay but she pushed in away with a surprise amount of money of strength. Then he heard the clapping. He became aware of all the people that were in the room, in the hotness of his round he had forgotten there were still people here. Sir Leslie Stephen walked to the shopping center of the circle they were in and slapped in on the back."Goddamn son that was a good 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 piece of tail offery at Damien. With that she stormed out of the roundabout and over to the cleaning lady's changing room.

"I really thought you had lost it there for a minute of arc 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 full as I remember kid. If you start training here, I think my sidekick and I can really make something truly neat out of you."Sir Leslie Stephen said after telling the social class to take a 5 minute break and pulling Damien off to the English."We're like a kinsperson here, and I think you'd really like it. And I believe the Modern educatee can learn from you just as much they do from some of the other Guy 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 train her."“ Excellent !"Stephen said clapping his hands together."Alana ! cum here for a min will you."The woman from the front man desk, who was Alana joined Damien and Stephen on the mat."Yes lamb ?"she asked."Damien is going to be joining us here so please subscribe to him up front man and get him his theme and the gear he needs on the house."Damien was warm to say,"That's not essential sir ..."But Stephen waved his manpower,"No vexation son, its on us."He turned and walked back pith mat and said,"Alright everybody, gather around, LET do a partitioning of the lucifer you just watched."Turning away from the group, Damien followed Alana back to the front of the facility.

She got him his registration newspaper and insurance papers which he signed and returned to her. She also gave him a computer software containing two rash guards, one white and one black, both long sleeved with words Salvatore Bros on the backrest. It also contained a twosome of grapples shorts 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 buffet and handed him a towel and said,"There is a rain shower in the spinal column of the changing room and soap as well, You should go scavenge up. Roll around there has made you a hot mess ”. He had even noticed, but he was still covered in travail and stank pretty tremendous. Just then Keegan rounded the corner."Hey Damien, Damon is showing me some old tape measure and giving me some background on Jiu Jitsu, can you wait up like another 45 minutes ?"he asked. Damien laughed, he could see that aspect in his centre, the one most usually get when they are introduced to something that they like."Sure man, no job I'll be in the car when your done."And with that he headed to the locker room.

He stripped quickly and got under the water. It was tradition for him. He always took a skillful hot shower after a mates, and went over his every move. But this clip was unlike. He couldn't stop thinking about, his opponent Donovan. How incredibly sexy she was, how she made his profligate pump, how when his body was pressed up against hers. He looked down and realized how hard he was. The miss he'd been with had always said he'd had a pretty big dick. It was about 9 inch long, goodish over average but it was thick too. He'd have to say circuit wise it was about 6 maybe 7 in around.

And right now it was at full length, thinking about his aphrodisiac opponent. He wanted to raid one off real agile, but that would be awless. He'd wait until he got back home to yank off to that aphrodisiacal kick. 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 destruction traction she had on him when he was in here guard. In between those thick muscular legs… his brain wandered off about being in between her stage and then caught himself. Laughing at himself, he turned the urine to cold and immediately tensed up under the sudden temperature change. Soon, his tool went flaccid and he had had enough. He turned the water off and headed back to the storage locker where his dress were.

He had just put on his boxers and drawers when he felt soul behind him. He hadn't even heard the door to the storage locker room spread. He turned around and took a fist to the look. The punch caught him by surprise and his dorsum hit the row of lockers. He opened his center again to look his assailant, quick to knock there fucking straits off when his jaw dropped again.

In front of him stood Donovan. Still sexy as all hell. His eyes almost began to wander again, but they were stopped by another fist to the face. His head reeling, shucks this biddy can perforate he thought to himself. He felt his eye mousing up and shouted,"What the fuck is your problem ?"“ No, what the roll in the hay is yours"was her riposte."You come in here thinking your hot shit, basically eye rape me, and then your felt me up the entire clip we were grappling !"Damien mind was racing."Are you insane, you were beating me down the integral time and I.."she interrupted him,"Oh so that wasn't your dick that was impaling me in my stomach, just a bankroll 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. O.K., plenty is decent. It was like I was trying to actively grope her, it just happened. But this is going to far he thought getting ready to take her off of him.

But then she got closer, her headspring right next to his ear, and her trunk pressed up against his. Her titty mashed against he bureau and she whispered in his ear with a buirdly vocalisation that instantly made his dick hard,"If you wanted to feel me up, all you had to do was ask."All Damien could deal was,"Wha…"before she kissed him on the cheek. Then broad on the mouth. From the start she was emphatic. Her hand moved from his pharynx to the back of his head, pulling him into her lips. Her full, lusty pouty rim. Damien's brain was moving at a international nautical mile a minute. He tried to retard down, to fully comprehend the situation, and then…tongue. He felt her lip voice his mouth and she slipped her interior. She flicked his tongue with hers, and Damien lost himself. What the fuck is happening ? She broke the candy kiss, playful biting his lip as she did it. And then looked at him with her big brown eyes and said,"So are you going to fuck me or what ?"

Damien still moving a bit dense, apparently to decelerate for her liking. She rolled her center and said,"I guess I have to ready the decision for you."She dropped to her knees, and with lightning pep pill is belt was off and on the floor, 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 dick springing forth. She laughed,"So that must be why your brain suddenly right now, all your stock is down here."Damien looked down and just could not believe it. Here was this drop dead gorgeous lady friend, who he thought was going to try and deplumate him apart, now with his dick in her hand."Mhmm, you definitely are a big one aren't you ?"she said kissing the read/write head of his very hard hawkshaw. She then lifted it up and licked the scape from balls to tip and then it in her oral cavity.

Damien let out a gasp of air as his dick was engulfed her warm and wet mouth. His body was on blast. She started slowly, her head slowly moving down his shaft and back up again. Every bit she moved caused Damien to get a little Sir Thomas More lost in delight. She began to rush up, her fountainhead 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 tool, but couldn't get past that halfway mark. It was taking all of Damien willpower not to explode right there in her lip. Who wouldn't ? This busty looker was on her knees, fucking him with her back talk and he was loving it. He laughed as she to preserve to shin with getting to a greater extent of his dick in her mouth."What's the matter you stuck"he asked laughing. She stopped her head movement and looked at him. She had those deadly oculus again. Somehow, he knew, he probably shouldn't have said anything. She started up again, with Sir Thomas More saturation this clock time, his pole hitting the back of her pharynx. Then she started to swirl her tongue around his dick while she was sucking it. Damien felt a small watery in the articulatio genus."Oh shit… goddamn, your fucking good at that."He said in a piano voice, this blonde harpy was trying to breastfeed the meat on his bones."Fuuuuuuuck, damn that it…..whoooo…..shit little girl.

He felt his toes wanting to curl, the euphoric feeling 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 net much farsighted if she kept up this treatment. The feel of her hands and that fucking oral cavity slobbing on his dick was almost to much. And something in him, took over. That fundamental impulse to fuck the living shit out of a womanhood. He looked down at her as she looked up at him with those big brown eyes and that did it. He grabbed his dick 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 hunger pure luxuria. His script traveled down to her waist and then to her ass. It was so with child that he could seize all of it. But he tried. As the two each former with there lingua, he squeezed he ass and gave it a flavor. He felt her shuddered and moan into his mouth. He did it again but harder. She moaned louder and pressed harder into his body. Her monumental nipple were crushed up against his chest of drawers and she ground he crotch against his exposed cock. He smacked her ass again, and pulled her lips from his and said,"cocksucker, I'm so fucking wet."He turned her around, and pulled her into him. His hands going to her chest, he grabbed two handfuls and began to play with them through her shirt."Oh my god, that feels so trade good"she moaned in a husky voice that sent Damien over the edge.

He grabbed her shorts and whispered in her ear,"You have too many wearing apparel on."She pushed her ass backwards into his dick and ground it against his raging hard on and said,"You should fix that."Off her shorts came, revealing one of the roundest, fattest fundament that Damien had ever seen. He knelt down, smacking it. The result audio was a fleshy thwack that rang out through the cabinet room."Mhmmm, I love that shit."She whispered looking back at him."Now fuck me."

Damien stood to his fully top and grabbing his dick, placed it at the entryway of her piece of ass box. He teased her, giving just the tip. Then grabbing her hips, he ` shoved himself inside her."Ohhhhhhhhhh, fuck yes. shag the slow shit. Fuck me hard."And so Damien slid his full duration inside her."Aaaaaahhh yess, god yes"she cried as Damien began to fuck her. He quickly got up to full speed, ramming his dick into her sloshed hole. He was in endorphin overload. She was so wet, and so fucking tight."Just like that, just like that, don't stop"she moaned in that husky vocalisation that was driving Damien crazy.

"Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod fuuuuuuuuck, oh my good fuck me !"she screamed again. Damien looked down and the visual sense of her giant ass bouncing off his tool and them him pulling her back into to it was making him insane. He smacked her ass and her drove deep into her and her principal came back as she cried,"Shit, oh my god, do it again."He kept fucking her ands smacking her ass, he could sense how wet she was, the audio of his dick plunging in and out of her pussycat gave it away to. His ball tightening he knew he couldn't death much longer. She kept backing into him, meeting his jab, she wanted it. He kept hammering away and sounds of her screams and moan of joy urged him on until she screamed"Don't stop aaahhhh don't stop aaahhh oh my god Im gon na come gon na get gon na come."

Without hesitating, he pulled out and turned her around. He grabbed he by the ass brass and slammed her into the footlocker behind them. Parting her pegleg, he thrust forward, impaling her with his cock to the hilt."FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK !"she moaned and bit down into his neck. He felt blood filter down his dresser but he didn't charge. He pounded her, banging her into the footlocker."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 tool and started convulsing. Her body shook as she was racked with a herculean climax and her middle rolled into the cover of her head.

"Don't block don't closure don't don't stop"she whispers as her hip land into his, and with the last of his resistance dwindling, he began thrusting into to her with every affair he had left."Oh nookie, sleep together fuck fuck, shit oh my good Im cumming again shiiiiiiiiit"and her pussy clamped down even tighter, and her nails dug into his backrest. That bit of pain in the ass was the end of Damien. With one final thrust, he buried himself into her and an sexual climax like he had never had before hit him like a ton of bricks."Goddamn, yessssss, necessitate 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 nil left to give. He slowly back out of her and his shaft came out with a small pop. He set her down, but she clung to him with an embarrassed face."I cant feel 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 unbelievable awkward."So this is kind of weird."he said."A little but the sex make up for it."Then it hit Damien,"time lag, you are you on…"“ Relax stud, I'm on birth control. Now hand me my shorts."She said.

After the two cleaned up and walked outside, Donovan walked towards a ash gray 530i with a dude sitting on the hood."Umm is that your ..."“ No, he's my brother Tim."she said anticipating the interrogation. That's a relief that would have been crazy as fuck. Damien walked her to the car, and she made the introductions."Tim this is Damien. Damien Tim. The two shook mitt and Damien thought it was unearthly that Tim had to goofiest smile on his aspect. What does he know Damien thought to himself. As this extremely attractive female, who he had just had sex in a footlocker room with take the air around to the passenger side of the car, as in a quiet vocalisation so her brother couldn't her, as he got into the device driver side.

"So I'm going to start breeding here, so what do we do now ?"“ Got a phone ?"she asked, and he pulled his out of his air pocket. She snatched it out of his hands and played with the silver screen a bit and handed it back to him."What we are going to do is I'm going domicile and you can call me."She said with a diabolical grin as she got into the car and sped of out of the parking lot. Damien put his earpiece back into his air pocket as he walked back to his car, just as Keegan walked out of the gym."Man this office is unbelievable. The comrade are real down to earth and easy to spill the beans to, and jui jitsu seems really fun. I signed up, did you ?"he asked excitedly. Damien chuckled to himself and still not over how often 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 ram 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 locker room with…and he thought to himself, Donovan isn't a usually little girl gens. He grabbed his phone off his bedside toilet table and pulled up his contact leaning and searched Donovan. 1 peer. He put down his phone and drifted off to sleep, his dreams of Ashley Donovan .