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Chinese Massage Triangle
Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: ANcpl, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
breath was heavy, panting and in seconds I was moaning out loud so aroused I started to push against his probing fingers, my body chasing release. Unrelenting, he kept rubbing until I was moaning uncontrollably, rising my rump to beckon him closer. “Fuck me, fuck me now.” Not one to disappoint, he guided his pride and joy between my supple cheeks. Time stood still and I held my breath. Every nerve in my body focused between my legs as he forced his purple balloon against my dainty pussy. My tortured lips tried to resist, agonizing for me, ecstasy for him. “ Ay ya mi ya .” I cried out, as he tore his way in. His spicy cock searing my insides like nails gouging my back. I love the way he filled me, stretched me in a painful pleasurable way. Was it my imagination? He seemed bigger, harder. Gripping my hips he pounded my arse like he had an itch he couldn’t scratch, his cock assaulting my cunt, gouging me, raping me with a madman’s passion. I couldn’t take any more. My eyes rolled back, head shaking, screaming like a wild animal, I began to cum, and cum, and cum. My cries carried him with me, making him thrust harder, faster, his obsessed cock on a mission to tear my cunt apart, riding a wave of destruction. Through clenched teeth, a rasping cry tore from him as he exploded inside me, his pulsing cock hurling hot juices into my sizzling depths. As I lay exhausted, I realised I had entered a new world, a sweet onion of infinite layers which I had peeled and savoured with increasing delight. I knew my Chinese reservations had gone forever and was glad of it. Jack wasn’t solely responsible for my emergence. Max, with the gentle manner of a gynaecologist to royalty, had played an equally large role. Jack wondered, if now that my tiger has been released, could he keep it on a lease? I said nothing, but giggled wickedly.