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

    I yanked down, hard. “MMMM-MMMMM!” Mandy groaned into my hand, her eyes squinting. Her thighs had yanked together at the knee, her undies caught around her hips, not really big enough for those thighs, and I am sure the elastic was digging in hard. I yanked a few more times, until I heard and felt a little tear of the stitching and they gave way, I picked my foot up and stepped her underwear to the floor. I pulled her right thigh up, scooped in my hand. I held it with my forearm and grabbed my cock, and lined my self up. I stepped forward, hooking her leg around my waist and rubbed my cock head between her lips. I could feel her heat. “Nnn! NNN-Hnnn!” Mandy looked like a caged animal. Her eyes were pure furry. She was being forced. She hated men. She trusted none. The one she had trusted betrayed her. And now the same one was taking her femininity from her. If she hadn’t been so dark, her face would have been pure red. Thrust number one! “Nnnnnggg!” Thrust number two! “Nnn-nn-hnn-nnnhhhgg!” Mandy smacked me with her arm. Thrust number three! Paydirt. I got passed her best last defense, her clenched pussy. It was mine now. My fucking pussy! When I got access I got hard access and pushed straight though till I was in at the hilt. Well not the hilt, her gap wasn’t quite big enough to accommodate her meaty thighs so I actually was stuck a quarter inch from perfection. But close enough! Mandy’s arm flailed and her hand smacked the wall. Fuck! That was loud. Her mother might ...
    come to see what that was. Well, I was far from able to stop now. I was pot committed. I pumped again, full length. I bent to my knees and widened them to pull out most of the way before jamming up, thrusting my cock with no abandon. I watched Mandy’s head and face. Her head shook after the pump, her eyes fluttered and I got a “Unnnnnnnngggg!” I pumped again, even harder. She fluttered her eyes again and this time her scooped up let straightened with her flutter and her leg shook as she again went “UNNNNNNNNGGGGG!!!” into my hand. I pulled my hand away and scooped up her other leg, now holding her full and pumped again. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she “Unnnnngggg!” again, her whole body shaking. The little minx had only ever made love, never been fucked. Now she was, and liked other women born with bodies built for sex, she liked to get ridden hard. BMW’s weren’t meant to be driven slowly. I leaned back and yanked her t-shirt up and off. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Those perfect mellons. I had never seen them sitting up, not totally unencumbered. She had always been laying down. Jesus, they were even more perfectly sculpted tear drops than even I realized. Perfect tits, just perfect. And milk chocolate brown. Her nipples had been hit too, dark areola to cap those perfect mounds. I pinned her to the wall and pushed one tit up and trapped it between our chests. I gnawed on the perfect mammary and continued to pump, careful to pump up and not forward to reduce noise. Mandy ...
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