1. dawn etc..4


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Anal, Lesbian Sex, Author: Bumfuzzled2, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    Claire’s open butt, “Take it all,” she gasped again. The orgasm hit her like a brick wall, except more pleasantly. Elle shrieked and screamed as the feelings blew her mind, pushing everything else out apart from a feeling of absolute, uninhibited pleasure, “Aaarrrrghhh, fuuuuccckkk sluuuuutttt,” the sexy guard screamed. She fell down again, onto Claire, the cock springing out of the teen’s wide open hole. For a second it just dangled, rubbing between Claire’s cock. But Bianca wasn’t one for wasting. Especially since Claire’s pussy was all pumped out. She moved her face and twisted her head so that the cock was next to her mouth, “You’re ass was so tasty, Claire Bear, I’m having seconds,” she drawled. With that she lifted her head and slid her rosie red lips around the succulent dildo. Her tongue ran up and down it as she bobbed her head. Kindly Elle moved so that it was easier to take and soon Bianca had got herself into a comfortable rhythm. Sucking harder, she cleaned the cock like it was spoon dipped in cake mix. Her tongue explored and pushed into the ridges, whilst the inside of her lips ran over where her tongue hadn’t. Satisfied it was clean she dropped her head down and let the cock come out of her mouth with a pop. “Thanks,” grunted Elle. She got up off the sluts and pushed her titties back into her uniform before buttoning up. She gave the two sluts a smile as she undid her strap-on and placed the dildo back into its belt holster, “That’s clean. And speaking of ...
    clean, the two of you better sort out this cell, it’s a disgrace, bed not made, clothes everywhere. I’ll be back later to make sure its presentable.” “Yes Guard Bishop,” grinned Elle as the guard turned and stalked out of the room. Bianca disengaged herself from her friend, “Don’t get me wrong that was fun. But I thought the whole point was to get her as our protector, all that we seem to have done is get her complaining about the state of our room.” Claire grinned, “Trust me, we’re in with Elle Bishop.” * The prison shop had originally going to be named ‘Anya’s Box’ after its owner, ex-vengeance demon, Anyanka ‘Anya’ Jenkins. But when Amy had tactfully pointed out that ‘box’ was slang for a woman’s bits and that the title might be misread by hundreds of sex-crazed inmates Anya had agreed that the ‘Gehanna Emporium’ sounded better. The title gave, what was a poky little room little bigger than the average cell, a touch of class and suggested a wider stock range than the sex-toys, chocolate and stationary that Anya sold. The ex-demon rearranged a shelf so that the pads of lilac writing paper weren’t obscuring the ten-inch strap-on attachment. She frowned as she looked at the jars of anal lube sitting beside it. It had seemed such a great idea to buy in bulk. In a place nicknamed Prison Butt-fuck, she had been expecting it to sell like low calorie candy at a weight watchers convention. Too late she’d discovered that lube wasn’t something tops cared about, even reducing it to fifty ...