1. Sex Studio #2: Tamara's test-2


    Date: 6/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: Poet-PETER, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    she notices how they slowly pull her swollen lips further open, exposing her delicate inner labia. The pins at her inner lips really hurt her. These two are without mercy! How on earth could she be so stupid? Only because she wants a baby? It is really terrible. They even pull at the pins at her inner labia. Her holy hole is now completely open for whatever abuse by those freaks. She shivers, but realises she is also terribly turned-on by those two pin-fetishists. They beat her beautiful bums to make them beet-red. She is so hot now! Tamara feels the breath of someone very close to her open cunt. She hears deep inhalations. Sniffing out her snatch? For what? Maybe she just smells terribly tasty? She hears how Professor Peter invites Petra to take a good smell as well. He whispers something. She giggles. Together they sing two strange lines: &#034Holy, my lonely. Foxy feromones&#034. The plastic prick in her pussy stops most of her wondering, but she remembers they moan in unisono, so probably the Professor pokes Petra in same rhythm as Petra plunges deep inside her tight twat with a strap-on. Petra pulls a bit at the pins. Tamara now loves to come from pain and caresses. ...
    Soon she loses count of coming. She just tries to surf all coming waves.Tamara feels finally a real prick in her pussy. Will Professor Peter send his sperm swimming once more in her cramping cunt? In her imagination the mouth of her uterus kisses as cervix the head of his mighty manhood to suck his seed deep inside her. He had me deep-throat, now I will have him deep-cunt me and my cervix will suck his sperm inside. Maybe he will make me a mother? Tamara knows Peter is a Professor in Sexology. She underestimates his practical experience. He can smell she is ovulating and knows what to do. Peter proudly showers her cervix with his second load as her sexy snatch milks his member again for an awesome orgasm. He tells Petra to close her up. She feels her hips lifted and a pillow underneath her hot bottom. Cloth pins close her love lips, so no seed can leak out. They leave her alone to cook some food. Munching mussels and French fries fed to her while they only use fingers for food. Gently elder gentleman Peter lifts her head to sip some fine white wine, before her final ordeal of that most memorable foxy Friday evening in old Amsterdam starts. Copyright by Poet PETER, June 26 2015
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