1. The Long Con - Magnificent Mandy part 4


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Hardcore, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Teen, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    hotter what if instead of pale, those tits and thighs were chocolate brown. Dinner was almost done and I was standing by the sink, pressing my hard on into the side to get some relief. She was so fucking hot. So . . . fucking . . . hot. I heard an odd sound and realized it was me, my fingernails grinding into the grout between the tiles. My heart was beating a little fast, I was sweating. I felt really hot in that kitchen. I knew I was in heat, in heat for Mandy. Seeing her like that . . . she was so damn hot. I figured I had about 10 minutes till dinner would be done cooking. I decided I needed to rub one out if I was gonna have to rub one out. I made Jolene another drink and took it in to her on the couch. “5-10 minutes babe. You lie right there and finish this. I have gonna drain my lizard, grab the girls and we’ll have dinner. “Ah, I am so lucky to have you.” Jolene said. It made me feel a bit like a douche, but I felt far more sorry for myself. I was missing out on fucking Mandy with that darkened skin. Now that, was a bummer. But I would get a few more days of jack off images of her before I ended it. I walked to the kitchen, the second I was out of view I lost focus and had a hard on so fast. It had twisted up the mesh of my swim trunks and it hurt. But not to worry, I would be jacking it off in a minute. Just down the hall. As I rounded the corner of the kitchen to the hallway, I was feeling dizzy and having hot flashes. I felt like I was drunk. It was like the cum ...
    was backed up so far it was leaking into my brain and causing me to be cum drunk. I had never needed a release so badly in my life. But as I rounded the corner I ran smack into Mandy, coming to the kitchen I assume. She had changed. Fuck me. She had changed into a white short skirt. It was one of those that are made out of sweat pant material. She wore it a lot. But now, with the dark legs coming out of them, the contrast, her flawless skin drank up the color and shone a perfect dark brown color. I lost all control. My hands were groping and Mandy protested, “Hey, get off!” This time it wasn’t a scream, and I couldn’t risk it going that route . . . but god dammit I was gonna fuck my perfect little twat, and I wasn’t asking permission. I put and arm around her waist and gripped her hair in my other hand and forced her to my face and kissed her, but her protesting yells were dangerously close to out sounding the fans. I yanked her to the wall, my arm keeping the hit against the wall from being alarming or alerting to her mother, then I let go of her hair and clamped my hand over her mouth, doing well to muffle her noises. I went up close and looked in her eyes. “You think you are taking this pussy away from me? Really? After all the effort I put in? This fucking cunt is mine sweetie, it ain’t up to you.” Mandy’s eyes got wide as my other hand went between her legs from behind and I slid my finger around the bottom of her panties, my knuckles feeling the heat of her fertile twat. ...
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