1. Extra Credit 5 - On the Run


    Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Teen, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    feel the stirrings of copulation myself. Isabelle was panting as I worked her, she began letting out brief grunts and I knew I would join her soon. My balls were aching and my dick was starting to pulse. Her pussy changed gears and became a milkmaid again, her pussy working me like a hand to an utter. I kept my slow pace, feeling totally under control. I could feel the sperm making its way up my shaft, but going at a crazy slow place. “Oh. Oh shit. Izzy, oh Izzy. Izzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyy” I purred into Isabelle’s ear as I felt the cum dribbling out of my cock, some how her pussy had slowed it to a crawl but each drop gave the same sensation as a full shot of cum, only muted as I entered into a two minute orgasm. “MMMMmmmmm Izzy. Mmmmmmm baby. Hooooooooooooooo gawd. Oh Izzy.” I kept moaning over and over as my pumps stayed in rhythm, my cum slowly filling her again. “What are you guys doing?” I hear in a soft young voice. I know it was Dominique but I was far to engrossed in my continuous orgasm and Isabelle’s flawless body to stop. I just kept grunting softly. “It’s ok Nika, just go to sleep.” “Why is he making noise?” “Later Nika. Ask in the morning” I heard Isabelle saying, her voice getting more strained. “Why are you moving like that?” “Shut up Nika!” Isabelle said forcefully, her body’s fulfilment of taking cum filling her with unparalleled satisfaction. “But is he doing?” “Dios mio Nika. He’s cumming in me. Oh maestro! Oh god I want all of it!” She reached back and grabbed my hair moaning loudly as I finished cumming. I was just able to reached her lips and kissed her as my body finally stopped moving, completely drained of semen, completely drained of lust, completely drained of desire for anything more in life. I know Nika kept talking for a while but we heard none of it as we drifted off to sleep, exhausted and content. But it made for a long ass conversation on the next day’s drive.
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