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Hot Box Chapter 5, Holy Shit
Date: 2/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Drug, Male/Female, Romance, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com
Mandy’s body lurched back and forth from the power of my strokes, making it feel like I was fucking a rag doll as I hammered her pussy relentlessly. When I looked down Mandy was just looking off into space to our left, almost oblivious to what was happening between her legs. It was time to change positions. With the breast and back plates on Mandy could not bend her torso at all, making the task of getting up virtually impossible. (Especially for someone who was not used to wearing them) With a quick yank Mandy’s pussy was vacant and my cum slick dick stuck straight out into the warm night air. I gave her hips a twist and leaned back out of the way of her leg going right past my face before I was plunging back into her from behind with her silver clad chest resting on my backpack. Mandy let out a good grunt when the head of my cock smashed into her cervix once again, forcing the excess cum inside her to squirt out onto my thighs as my dogged pace resumed. “Come on baby,” I said as I pulled hard on her hips, forcing my cock to dig in deeper into her. “Give me that pussy.” To this day she has never repeated what she did next. With only her chest and face holding up her upper half on my backpack, she reached down and grasped her legs right behind her knees and pulled them up and out to the sides, spreading her pussy wide open. Now the only thing holding up all of her lower half was my hands on her hips and my cock in her pussy. Mandy groaned really loud as I reached new depths ...