1. Lesley part 21


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and the noise brought Ernie back to the present. &#034Well jock...what dya think of ya little support worker now eh? Did ya think she was dressed like that under her uniform. Cunt on view and tits poking through her bra...eh. I'm surprised we cant smell her cunt..eh? Heeheehee.....so...what dya think of the metal...and the tats...she looks like a hooker...dresses like a hooker...come on jock...ya must have tapped this fuckers arse by now...look....she's fucking dripping. And them nipples...fuck me they're like navvies thumbs...hahaha. Why don't ya get the cunt to blow ya....fuck me...if I could get it up.... Haha if I could get it up I could mark her and her mother out of ten&#034. Lesley thought he'd piss himself he was laughing so much. Nothing he said upset her anymore. She'd heard all the insults. The thing she didn't like was that it would please McPeevie. He was so obviously enjoying himself. Bastard. She guessed what was to come. &#034Hey...jock...why don't ya get ya dick out and I'll watch her blow ya. She's gotta do as she's told...your the boss..heehee. Come on Les. Get on ya knees and gobble the big bad boss. Heehee. Do it over here so I can have a feel...jock? Sound good eh?&#034 McPeevie walked around the desk at the same time as Lesley stood in front of Ernie. She bent at the waist putting her hands on her thighs for balance. McPeevie shuffled his fat arse on to the desk, which groaned under his weight, and undid his trousers. Lesley felt a scrawny boney finger ...
    scratching the right cheek df her bottom. Big Als trousers hit the floor and he pulled his shirt up so she could get at the waist band of his boxer shorts. She wasn't surprised their were no panties today...Ernie would have crucified him. She then, felt a slobbery kiss being planted on her bottom at the same time a hand was creeping round her leg towards her pussy. Nothing wrong with his memory either. Ten more minutes she thought....ten more minutes. When Lesley lowered his boxer shorts, Ernie's hand stopped moving. It was only about an inch from her dripping flaps, when Ernie saw the size of big Als cock. &#034Fuck me....heehee. Lesley...have you got 'cock radar'.....Attention..Atention....if you've got a horses cock....see Lesley...phone no xxxxxxxxx heehee. You must have a cunt like a fucking bucket......hehehehe. Don't think ya mother could even Hoover that bastard. Heehee..Gotta see this happen....back up a bit as well...can't reach ya clit!&#034 Not wanting to give in when she was this close,, she pushed her arse back, dipped her back and opened and stretched her jaw in readiness of the impending sex act. A finger was now running up the length of her wet slit, and then, when she felt a long finger nail on her clit she nearly had the most unwelcome orgasm of her life. It just never occurred to Lesley,,that the old coffin dodger might make her cum....it just wasn't part of the script. Big Al, took her by the hair, and jammed her head, hard down over his cock. He held her ...
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