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It was at that moment she was hooked and would do anything to taste it again. Susan released her slut's head and shoved her to the floor. She opened her eyes and looked down at the flushed slut sitting on the floor. She glanced at the time and smiled. "Well done slut. I hairy cunt think I'll keep you." Cindy smiled up at Susan and felt a feeling of satisfaction for pleasing her mistress. Susan slowly got up and headed for the showers. It was going to be a long day. She had two classes and needed to go the lawyer's office to start looking into the Martinez family. With what information she had she was hopeful the investigators would be able to get to the bottom of whatever it was they had on the two teachers. After a refreshing shower Susan returned to the room. Cindy was sitting naked on her bed. "May I get dressed now mistress? I have class in about an hour." Susan looked at the sexy slut looking up at her. "Sure but first I want to get something for you to keep you in the right frame of mind." She knelt down beside her bed and pulled out a box. She opened it and pulled out a medium size butt plug, some lubricant, and a black choker. Although the choker wasn't a slave collar, it would remind her slut of her new status. "Put the plug in and leave it there until I tell you to remove it. If you need to go to the bathroom first go ahead, but only wear a tee shirt. I also want you to wear this choker to remind you that you belong to me." She then leaned over and released her hands. Cindy grabbed the items, picked up a tee shirt, slipped it on and walked out the door. She had a tingle down below and her cunt was once again wet. She had never been this aroused for so long before in her life. I arrive at the station, walked through the throng to the platform and expecting the worse, nothing could prepare me for the sight that met me. If you have never travelled at rush hour to central London at rush hour in the midst of a train strike, then you can’t imagine the mayhem this causes. With most trains either cancelled, running late or with insufficient carriages to cope with the thousand plus passengers that want to get on each train, this is mayhem, chaos!! All along the full length of the platform, people stand three deep, with more joining every second. I walk far along the platform trying to determine my best chance of getting on the train and join the throng in expectation that I might possibly get on the train. Let me try to paint a picture of the scene…. The previous train was cancelled and this one is already running ten minutes late. When it arrives, several dozen people try to get on compressing the mass of people already standing at the carriage doors until finally pleading and cajoling, I and no more than six others manage to squeeze ourselves on. It’s so tigh,t my briefcase is jammed so hard, I simply cannot move my right arm. My body is pressed against the woman who got curly on in front of me, the remaining five passengers that managed to get on with me are crushed against my left and right arms and two more behind me. My body is held so tight by the weight of the other passengers that my left arm is stuck at an angle across my hip so that my hand, is more or less in front of my groin. The woman to my right is also at an angle to me and try as we might to try to create even a slight respectful distance, my right arm hangs down pressed against her right breast and I can feel her left leg against the back of my right hand. I look over my shoulder and do the typical English thing of apologising even though there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. She looks up, tells me its ok, apologises to me and with the train door closed, the train slowly moves away. For the next couple of minutes you can see everyone slightly fidget, desperately trying their best to maybe create the tinniest amount of space. There is not even a need to hold on, there is no point, as with this seething mass of bodies pressed so tight, even moving a foot or an arm is simply impossible. A couple of minutes have now passed and a lot of people are simply closing their eyes as if to switch off from Bushy the real discomfort, knowing that at best you are going to be stuck like this for at least the next twenty five minutes. As I stand with my eyes closed, I suddenly come to the realisation that my right arm is pressed against the breasts of the woman to my right as my right hand keeps brushing her leg. We fidget until I just about manage to move my hand from her thigh but can do nothing about her breasts pressed against me. However, my left hand is actually resting on the left cheek of the woman in front of me, I can feel the swell of her buttock every time the train rocks slowly side to side on the tracks. Intrigued I open my eyes but all I can see is the back of her. She is about 5 foot, 7 inches tall, middle aged, long blond hair under a black and grey beanie and wearing a black top with scarf. I close my eyes again and as the train rocks slowly for the next couple of minutes, I can’t help but focus on her bottom as my hand continues to be forced backwards and forwards against her bottom. Now she was cumming on my dick. I start ramming my cock in and out of her dripping cunt. I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like for me to be in that woman's place, and letting a full-grown pig fuck me. And for some reason, that thought really got me super-excited, and made my pussy automatically respond, by getting really wet. “Good, so there’s definitely no chance of your parents seeing you then. “Show your girlfriends how good you are. “Happy birthday David.” she said out loud and she began to clap her hands. Dmitri led the men into the hall, his mouth and beard drenched with blood. Fuck that ass.” My eyes are glued to the tentacle as it grows another foot. She slowly resumed eating, the tension fading with each bite. I don't care! "SEE WHAT I MEAN. He was just another in a long line of disappointing hangouts,” Jane said, both girls laughed. Most so-called ordinary families are governed by what is known as the “Westermarck Effect." It wasn’t love, but I knew I had to do more for her, I had no idea what, but knew I must try something. Candy was crying as she felt her sister struggling against her pussy, and crying as she felt her pussy wettening from the stimulation of her sister's mouth. Ramu and Muthusamy soon cleaned themselves and had their morning coffee. Amy thinks for a minute and then asks, “Did she really say she wanted to fuck you? “That depends on how much your friend told you.” It was as though the forest were a magnificent ballroom, and the fungi were torches that lined its expanse. For a long time they both held strong, neither willing to let up. I have to clean her down there, especially when she's in heat," I said, matter-of-factly. Enoch could taste blood leaking from his knuckles now as he began to bite down harder. I eased the dilator in and out Bushy of my pussy, and instead hairy cunt of the curly pain I once felt, I now felt pleasure. For as I sifted my memories of my father, I saw the leer in his doting gaze, the coldness in his compassionate eyes. “Touch me? Like where?” and I could feel I was trying my best to squeeze my legs shut. September 13th, 2021 – Cruzita Gutiérrez Fuck it. She pulled her fingers out of my mouth then grabbed my fiery hair.

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Katie looked at me and smiled. She opened her mouth to show me the load hairy cunt that I gave her then she swallowed and opened her mouth again. She turned to Haley to make out all the while still slowly stroking my cock. The girls giggled and kissed and Katie finally let go of my cock. The both fell simultaneously on either side of me cuddling up and rubbing my chest. I had never felt like such a man, but this was nothing compared to what was to come. No pun intended Jake got to school the next morning, he was sore from last night. That masked vixen had worn him out, he had to figure out who she was. As he walked up to his locker, he noticed Katie was waiting for him, visibly upset. "What were you doing last night?" She fumed "I texted you all night" Jake tapped his pants, looking for his phone, it wasn’t there. It must’ve fallen out last night. "Damn babe, I’m sorry I must have left my phone at the uh...library," he stuttered, "we did a group project there last night" he lied. Fortunately for him, Katie bought it. Her mood softened, “Oh well, in that case,” she said as she pulled out her phone, showing the different dresses she had looked at, some classic, some conservative, some slutty. She looked great in all of them, "I like this one" Katie said, as she scrolled to a picture of Bushy her in a sky blue dress. It had a plunging neckline, the fabric was skin tight around her body, hugging her ass nicely, a cut ran from her left hip down to the floor. "Yeah babe, I like it to" Jake stammered, his mind still on his phone. "Ok, it’s settled" Katie squealed, "I’ll get it tonight" she kissed him on the cheek before taking off to her class. Jake curly took his seat in his English classroom, Ms. Dyers looked exhausted. She wanted more! Hartwell could only shake his head no as another fifteen minutes crawled by. Camille stared in horror as enemy warriors eviscerated the fourth wave and archers tore apart the fifth. Again she shook her head. With his left hand he strokes me, while his right hand is taking care of his own junk. The Jamiesons were one of the wealthier families in this part of the town and whilst not ostentatious, had been able to do some really fun things, like purchase a boat which they kept moored upstate and, in the case of the yard at their home, build a full Olympic sized pool which they would often use for charity events and the like. I finally let her head go and she took one long breath and then went back to sucking my cock like she had earlier. Serena started crying as I pushed myself back into her. “Yes, Master L, only just now.” she panted, somewhat desperate already. “Bought it last week,” said Zoey as she reached behind her. He had barely apologised when the phone rang again, "Hello, Jenkins year," he said, that's Welsh for 'Jenkins here.' Cynthia thinks she likes it at first. Mitzy wore so little that she was stripped naked in seconds as her corset, suspenders and stockings were slipped off, but Boris took longer as his starched jacket seemed to have moulded itself to his shape and had to Bushy be forced off his shoulders. For once he seemed to be quietly contemplating and didn’t seem to be full of questions about what they’d just done or things he wanted to do with her in the future and Tegan was content to just lie there and be stared at while she tried to ignore the fading fire between her legs. "Oh fuck, you really are begging for it" He sneered, staring at the bright pink G string she wore. There was no resistance, and he bottomed out hairy cunt before slowly sliding in and out of her face as he slowfucked her mouth. “You said yes though.” “Oh fuck Marcus you're so big!!! Looking over I curly could see that Scarlett was hot.


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