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Heels and Skirts

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: TXLOVING2015, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

Fuck-Me-Krista. The thought of his thick cock destroying her with his hand around her neck made her juices flow even more. She flicked her cigarette out the window and adjusted herself as they pulled up to the mall parking lot. They parked and made their way through the parking garage. Carrie and Krista's heels clicked and clacked with each step. Their hips swayed and their ass muscles flexed with each step. Chris pressed his hard on down at an angle in his jeans as he watched the pair walking ahead of him. Their ass cheeks peeking at him from the short skirts. His mother gripped at the hem and tugged her skirt down a little. The first stop in the mall was going to be for a new purse and his mother had a taste for Burberry on the second floor. They took the elevator up. Chris was a few steps below Carrie and Krista, giving him a view straight up their pussies. His s****r reached down to adjust her heel, purposely bending at the waist, naturally spreading her ass cheeks, exposing her pink little ass hole and pouty pussy lips. There was nothing coy about it, it was porn-star obscene. It would only have been dirtier if she reached back with her hands and spread her cheeks apart. Carrie looked back and smiled at her son, knowing he was enjoying the dirty show Krista had just given him. Purse shopping was equally exciting. There was plenty of more bending at the waist, and squatting down to get a closer look at some of the bags on display. Their tan, curvy legs flexing as they ... changed stances. The girls felt themselves getting wetter and wetter. From Chris's point of view, he could catch glimpses of their shiny wetness as their lips parted and closed, parted and closed, parted and closed as they squatted or bent down and stood up. Eventually, Carrie decided on a purse and they left the store. Next stop, little black dresses. The clothes Carrie and Krista were wearing were far from what you would find in a Banana Republic. Rather than somewhat sophisticated and sexy, they looked slutty and whorish. Rather than dresses or blouses that hint at their curves, they were on full display with nothing left to the imagination. Their nipples were hard and on fire with excitement. Their tank tops hugged their tits, cupping them and letting them hang and sway. The skirts did nothing, as they misbehaved so much that their ass cheeks and pussies were constantly peeking out to say hello. But, nothing made them feel sexier than a tight, black, silky dress. It molded to their bodies and shimmered under the light. It was black and contrasted with their white skin. Add a bright shade of lipstick and they could take over the world. Krista stepped out of the dressing room first. The change was quick since neither of the women were wearing bras or panties. Carrie followed close behind her. Krista's dress was short and stopped well above her knees. It was strapless and hugged her tits together. She turned and posed for her b*****r, arching her back, running her hands down ...