1. Voyeur


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: TXLOVING2015, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    She smelled like vanilla and honey and felt like velvet. Her skin was soft and supple and she jiggled and bounced in all the right places. She introduced her self as Crimson, but Chris knew it was just some bullshit stripper name. She was a short Mexican girl, about 23. Her hair was a golden blonde as oppose to her natural black. Her eyes were painted with reddish eye shadow and her lashes were long and heavy, resembling butterfly wings when she batted them. Her lips...oh god her lips. Thick, juicy, pouty lips. They were bright red with a super glossy finish. Her tan was perfect, not a tan line anywhere. Which was a shame, because Chris kind of liked tan lines. She was slightly chubby and her tits were loose and full, hanging and swaying as she moved. She'd been sitting in Chris's lap for over an hour now. Crimson was only wearing a very thin, flimsy, lycra g-string and a thigh high pair of fence-net stockings. The diamond pattern complimented her thick legs nicely. She could feel Chris's cock pressing against her pussy and every now and then she would grind herself against it. He was as hard as iron. She knew that fucking him would be like impaling her pussy on a railroad spike. Chris's hands were all over her, caressing and massaging her tits, gently tugging on her nipples, running his hands in between her thighs. He made sure not to do anything that would get him thrown out. They had been talking for a while now, leaning in and talking close to each others' ears to ...
    counter the loud music. She let him keep rubbing her, squeezing her, caressing her. Now it was time for another dance. Crimson straddled Chris, letting his cock press directly against her pussy. She ached to be naked with him inside of her. As the music started, she began a slow grind back and forth. Chris gripped her hips and pulled her down on to his cock, pressing against the material of his slacks and her panties. She moaned. She d****d her hair over his head, hiding their faces from everyone. She slid her tongue into his mouth and suckled his lips. Chris kissed her back. She smelled like vanilla and honey, she tasted like butterscotch. She left with him. They stumbled into the hotel room. She was naked quickly as she wasn't wearing much in the first place. Her eyes were lustful and she bit her lip, smiling as she stumbled backwards to the bed. Chris stripped and stood at the foot of the bed. She scooted forward and took Chris's cock into her mouth. She looked up at him. Chris noticed that she had an adorable beauty mark on her upper lip. &#034Do you want to record us?&#034 She asked as she sucked his cock. Carrie was frothing at the mouth, gritting her teeth as she worked the vibrator in and out of her pussy. She was covered in sweat and pussy juice flooded from between her thighs. She was watching a home made porno her son had made for her with some random stripper he picked up the night before. She was working her favorite vibrator in and out, in and out, in and out. It was ...
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