1. 57 The Mayflies. Part 4


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    returned to his seat. “Number seven down” the tap of his heels on the hard floor, again that nod then the click as the ball fell into the bag, again the feel of the hand lubricating her burning anal ring with her spillage, still painful from the last incumbent,. She awaited the heat and pain of the invader, but this time found number seven was less well endowed, the pain such as it was less odorous, though still stimulating, she began to climax as he did, after just a few thrusts, his seed filling her completely now spewing forth from her body as he withdrew with the usual slap and cry. “eight” came and went in a blur and also “nine,” neither causing her fierce pain, but each adding to her internal load, she began to feel very full and not a little tired. However her heart sank as the priest called “Number ten ...up” one of the black faces smiled, stood and bowed, he was the archetypal big black man, he lumbered the rooms length the ball clutched in his paw, smiling at her face, her eyes following his progress, noting the huge tent in his clothing knowing the reputation of the coloured men she was glad he was up not to use their own phrase a “down”, the nod then the ball clicked into the bag, the zip then his fingers hauled at her lips, stretching the leaking sexual target for his tool to fill, and with a slow but relentless pressure her body stretched to accommodate the huge member, she began to climax again instantly, her groans and gasps again eliciting a round of ...
    applause from the seated and the sated souls. This time though the steady thrusts did not fill and go, they went on and on, her climax becoming a huge rolling thunderclap of a fantastic climax, she began to feel faint, her heart beating like a drum, her breathing ragged now, as suddenly she felt his fire hose spewing its huge load into her very gut`s. She wondered if she would burst so full was she, her mind fluttering as he removed his tool from her body, his huge black paw walloping her backside harder than anyone so far. “Ten up sir” the self assured sway of his backside as he passed her by on his way back to his seat his smile at her and the little kiss blown at her told of his pleasure. She wished she had met in better circumstances where she could have enjoyed him more! “Number eleven up” she watched mesmerised as a little man stood, and literally trotted to the secretary, ignoring her as he passed, she barely felt him slither into her stretched vulva, his tiny tool hardly touched the sides as he did his thing, she mused that he must be single or married to an unhappy wife, she only knew he had finished by the fact he thanked her as he passed her, she had not heard him call his number or even felt his weak slap. She was looking at the last man, in perhaps a hint of terror, a huge black mountain of a man who she was already in fear of expecting that he would be equally gigantically endowed as his coloured b*****r. “Number twelve down” fear ran through her veins as the mountain ...
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