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The Island, Chapter 31
Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Blowjob, Cock & ball torture, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, First Time, Lesbian, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Females, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 88.3, Source: sexstories.com
soft soil next to the stream, and I had a perfect view of her succulent snatch. She squatted over my chest, pulling her lips apart, the dark tendrils of her bush curling around her fingers. The bright pink of her gash shone wetly in the flickering light. “Hey, not to get off track here, but aren’t you Iranian?” I asked, my eyes glued to the incredible sight in front of me. “Yeah, why?” she answered, a little frown on her face. “I thought Muslims shaved their privates.” “Oh, yeah, usually,” she said airily. “My parents weren’t all that strict about religion when they moved to the US. My mom shaves hers, and I do sometimes, but I’m in a hairy phase right now.” She snorted. “I’m gonna get hairier. I only brought one razor to trim with, and it’s getting kinda dull.” “I don’t mind,” I assured her. “I was just curious.” In truth, the thought of the terrorist girl had flitted through my brain, but I really didn’t want to think about that now. “You like my pussy?” she said coquettishly, spreading it wide for me. “Oh, God, you have no idea.” I decided to demonstrate my devotion to her nether regions, and brought my face up to her slick lips. I slurped her dangling brown labia into my mouth and sucked her juices off her avidly. She gasped and squealed, grabbing my head and grinding herself onto my face lewdly. “Eat my pussy, Dave!” she groaned. “Stick your tongue in me.” You got it, babe, I thought, ramming the requested body part as far up her vagina as I could reach, curling it ...