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We were just going to Hang Out Part 3
Date: 10/31/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Bi-sexual, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Female/Female, Interracial, Lesbian, Mature, Oral Sex, Rape, Author: JohnThomas63118, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com
again, and again. She kept alternating between deep penetrations to short quick burst. My legs shaking, and me moaning uncontrollable. I lost count of my organisms after the 12th one. I must have squirted at least three times. Thinking she was done, I began to relax, barely feeling my legs, I did not see that she was still kneeling behind me. I heard a one note whistle from her, “boy, your one juicy girl. Let see, shit, your clits is as hard as a rock.” Her finger barely touching my clit made me cum. “If I knew women were this much fun, I would have done this before.” Something brushed my labia, and then my clit, the object was flimsy. I could feel it just touching my clit as it was going back and forth softly smacking my inner leg. “She driving me insane, keeping me on the high, not letting me calm down,” I thought. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the heavy breath; I knew that my adrenalin was pumping. There is only so much one can take, there comes a point when there just no more one can take then the crash. The longer the high the harder the crash, runner call it hitting the wall. “Aaahh,” I whelp as I came again, soon I felt the pressure again, and the most powerful squirt I ever remembered. Whatever she was doing had stopped. Under the sawhorse I saw it, a long narrow riding crop, a flexible rod and with a leather strip flip over on the end. I saw her step behind me again, ‘Oh god she going to fuck me again,’ was all I could think. I felt the head rub against ...