The Two Naughty Dancers Part One
Part one of many
Kara is both the lover and apprentice of Sky the Clockmaster. She works alongside him in his factory, making watches and clocks and shipping them all over. Despite being a kind and intelligent inventor, Kara has a problem listening to orders of her surperior. She often chooses to do things her own way, and doesn’t see a problem with it. His patience wearing thin, the Clockmaster turns to one final method…
A true story of what happened at a hotel when I was on a business trip last month
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Big Ray is forcefully ramming into Hannah’s pink folds, rocking her body forward, toward Adena, with every forceful thrust. Abusing, those same pussy lips that I was in only a few hours before. Nobody gets to take advantage of my property without my permission.
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A woman of 21 was walking down the almost dark streets of the cities less traveled streets. She had buttock length hair, which would be even longer when it was unbraided. She was a little heavy, but by the way she was built you couldn’t tell that she weighed in at 260. She looked more along the lines of 230. Which on the streets normally gave her an advantage in certain situations. Today instead of her normal outfit of a muscle shirt, sneakers, and slacks, she wore instead a six inch pair of stiletto boots, loose fitting mini skirt, and a tube top. She strolled the streets casually and carefully surveying her surroundings she knew them well but after living on the streets since the age of 14 she had learned that letting your guard down can lead to terrible things. So she didn’t do it very often. She watched has a black van drove past the only windows that could be seen through were the front ones. It looked like a company work van, one where they didn’t want you to see what was in the back so the windows were non-existent. That was the third time it had rolled past. Then a fourth, and then a fifth. On the fifth it stopped at an opening on the curbside. The passenger rolled down his window. He called out to her.
“Hey can you help us find this address we can’t seem to find it.”
“Sure.” She called out and she walked over the van. He handed her the paper on which the address was written. She read the address over, started muttering to herself. Then turned to the man. “This Is on the other side of town.”
The man looked at her wide eyed. “It is? How do we get over there?” She started to give directions to the men when she heard the side door of the van open she had no time to turn around, before a knife was at her throat and a hand was over her mouth. Then she heard a man whisper in her ear. “Do as you told and you wont get hurt.”
The front passenger put his head out the window. “Hurry up boys get her inside we aint got all night. We gotta be back by morning, the boys will be waiting for breakfast.”
One of the other men replied. “Yes sir.” 2 men came in front of her as the man that had the knife to her throat started pulling her back towards the van. The other 2 men helped lift her inside. The door slammed shut as the car lurched forward. One of the men grabbed some rope and tied her feet together tight. The she was rolled on her stomach.
Before he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth he asked her. “Your not gonna scream are ya cause I really don’t want to have to kill ya.” She nodded, and he removed the knife from her throat and the hand from her mouth. Then he said. “Put your hands behind your back. She hesitated. “NOW!!!!” She did and almost immediately felt the cold steel of hand cuffs and the clicking of them locking in place. Her legs where then brought up and tied to the hand cuffs. She was now hog tied and completely helpless. One by one they cut off each article of clothing, except for the stiletto’s.
One of the men grabbed her braided hair and pulled her head up, and looked her in the eyes and said “Now open wide.” She hesitated. She was disorientated and confused. She had no idea what was happening. “DO IT NOW!!!” He growled at her. She opened her mouth wide and a gag was inserted, then buckled around her head. Then he looked her over. “Well pretty thing your not going to need these anymore. At least not until we sell you.” Then him and the other 2 men in the back of the van began laughing, as the man slid her glasses from her face. “You have a long ride ahead of you hunny night night.” Then a damp clothe was placed over her nose and within seconds she was knocked out cold.
The men talked amongst themselves through the 5hr drive to their place. The man in the front passenger seat opened a small window to the back. “Hey boys we’re almost there finish getting her ready.”
One of the men said “Ok boss. Will do.” It was a little hard getting the full leather hood on, since she was knocked out. The hood was designed for the mouth to be open, but have the eyes and ears covered when wanted. When they put the hood on only the leather blind folds were still in place. The van came to a stop, and the side door slid open. It took all 5 men to get her out of the van.
“Ok boys into the barn.”
“Yes, sir.” The other 4 replied.
They had brought her to what appeared to be a ranch. With many acres of land. The 5 men carried her into the barn and around into a stall. There in the floor there was a pole that came out of the floor. It looked almost like a bird perch, and the height could be adjusted if needed. On the floor there were O bolts in the floor about 8 feet apart with chains attached to each one. About 12 feet in front of the pole in the ground was another O bolt with a chain attached.
“Put her on the floor. Fred go get the cuffs.”
“Yes, sir.” Fred said and ran off to get them.
“Ok we need to start untying her, get her stood up and bent over the pole.” The men did as they we’re told with much ease almost as if they had done this before. They were bending her over the pole as Fred arrived. Fred rushed in and began placing the leather cuffs one on each ankle and one on each wrist and as each was placed another would step in and lock it onto the chain till all were attached. The chains were still lose at this point, they wanted to see her fight as they stretched her out and at the same time telling her what was going to become of her pretty body. “Ok. Bring out the smelling salts we only have a few more hours before they boys wake up and want their breakfast.” Said the man in charge with a giant grin, looking the hung woman’s naked body over. Fred brought in the smelling salts and put them under her nose. She jerked up, or at least tried because she couldn’t go far with her hands chained to the floor. She couldn’t see anything, she tried talking but her mouth was full of a knotted rope gag. Then she started fighting the bonds in which held her, screaming through the gag. The guy in charge came up behind her, grabbed her under her chin and pulled her into him. “Now hun you really don’t want to hurt yourself. Be quite and still and listen and then you will learn.” He said to her. Then he turned to the others “Tighten the chains take them as far as you can without seriously injuring our guest. We do want her to be able to play later this morning.” “
Yes, sir.” One of the men replied. He stepped in front of the woman and grabbed the chains and began to pull. The man let go of her chin and laughed as he watched her scream and thrash about. The man pulling on the chain pulled till her hands were within 4in of the ground in a diagonal position and locked it in place. Which left her nice round ass high in the air.
“Ok boys we need to spread her legs too. They’ll want a good look at what they’ll be able to have.” She couldn’t protest at this point since they pulled both legs apart at the same time. They spread her legs wide, till she thought they would break off her body and then the pulling stopped. The men locked the chains in position and then raised the bar in which they had bent her over till it hit her hips. “There we go all ready now. I can’t have you on the floor before they see you.” The man in charge said. Then she felt him rubbing himself against her ass, his cock getting hard. Then she hears. “Hmmm. What ya think boys should we take her for a spin?”
She heard all 4 say in unisons “Yes.”
“I get her first as always.”
“We know boss.”
“Good.” The man grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, and said “Your going to take my cock and your going to the whole thing which ever hole I put it in even if I have to force it. She heard the unbuckling of a belt then the zipper of pants. The gag was removed from her mouth and before she had time to catch her breath a huge swollen cock was forced inside. “Suck on it bitch get me nice and hard so I can take that sweet tight ass of yours.” She started sucking but it wasn’t enough for him so he stepped forward as close as he could get. Then he grabbed a bigger chunk of her hair slammed his hips up as he forced her head down. She heard him moan as she gagged over and over again. He had forced it into her throat. She didn’t think any man could get that big. He was all the way down her throat. She didn’t know it but that man was 14 ½ inches and a little thicker then a beer can. He started throat fucking her hard, letting her gag repeatedly for minutes, forcing her head to stay in place. After 2 or 3 minutes of throat fucking he’d let her up for a small intake of air and then force her down again. Laughing at her as he listened to her gag. “Good little bitch. You’ll take this cock 5 times a day if not more and your gonna like it.” She kept gagging as he forcibly throat fucked her hard. “MMMMMMM. Good little whore I’m nice and hard now and your bent over, ass waiting for my big cock to take it.” He said with his cock still down her throat. He pulled out of her mouth, and walked around behind her. “I’m gonna love this aint I sweety. Your ass never been taken?” The woman couldn’t speak she just shook her head. “Good cause I’m gonna love to hear the scream.” She could feel him rubbing the head of his cock up and down her ass crack but all she could do was pant after having been forced to gag for so long on his huge cock. There was little warning as he lined the head of his cock up with her ass hole and thrust it in. She screamed a blood curtailing scream, as he force his entire 14 ½ inches inside her in one thrust. She began crying as he fucked her ass harder and harder. “Be a good little whore a take it all. Take it all you little bitch.” The more she screamed and cried the harder and faster he fucked her. “MMMMM. I think I could get used to you, bitch. You can take my entire shaft in your ass and mouth. MMMMMMMM.” Then she heard him moan and could feel him shoot is load deep inside her ass. “Mmm. Yes baby just the way I like it.” He kept pumping his hips till all his cum had been released and he had shrunk down. “She’s all yours boys.” He said. Then whack. There was a sharp stinging on her ass. The man had hit her with a riding crop.
Then she could hear the other 4 fighting over her. They finally agreed that 2 could fuck her at a time. One in the mouth and one in the pussy or ass which ever they prefer. She could hear them striping then she felt a man rubbing his man hood up and down her slits. As if deciding which one he wanted. All of a sudden her head was pulled up by her hair. She opened her mouth there was no point in fighting at this point she was completely and utterly helpless and out number 4 to 1 maybe 5 to 1. The guy forced his cock down her throat causing her to gag he held her there. “Ah. That feels so good. The constricting of your throat around my hard shaft. MMMMMM. Nice.”
The guy behind her decided it would be nice to take her ass too. She could feel the head of his cock on her ass hole. He said. “Make her gag really hard well I force it in and keep her gagging the entire time man. I love listening to them gag on cock well I fuck their ass and I love the feel when the ass constricts with every gag.”
“Ready?“
The other guys says. “Yeah.”
And then he forced her head far down on his cock as far as he could. And the other guy forced his cock in her ass as she started gagging. They got a rhythm going one fucking her throat almost never letting her breathe but keeping her constantly gagging for the guy fucking her ass. The guy fucking her ass was fucking her hard and deep. So hard that her hips hurt from hitting the bars that kept her from kneeling, laying, or sitting. The guy throat fucking her says “Freddy you almost ready to cum because I’m about to shoot a huge load down her throat.”
“Yeah, man.”
“Good.” He forced his cock farther down her throat causing her to gag more and more till he shot a huge wad down her throat. She could feel it dripping down. At the same time the other guy shot his load deep in her ass. The process was repeated except this time it was her throat and pussy that was being fucked. All she could feel was terror when the abuse was over.
What will happen to me next she thought. They had left the gag from her mouth she remained quite out of fear. The hood was still in place and she was in total darkness. She heard a bell ring several times. Shortly afterwards the shuffling of feet. Then she heard the man that had raped her first say. “Ok boys. We have a new mare just inside that stall. Take a looksy and if you like. she’s yours along with any of the other studs on this property that want her.”
The boys came rushing into the stall in which she was tied and hooded. Hands started groping and feeling her, being stuck inside her. “We wanna keep her. She’s pertty. We can all take her before we eat right?
“Yes you can. Just now I have to explain somethings to her before ya’ll get started k?”
“Yes, sir.” They replied.
“Girl I know you can’t see me but you can hear me. You are now the property of The VTP Stud Ranch. You will be fucked by whom ever wants to and any of the clients studs, that have paid to have their studs fuck woman on this farm. You will get my stable hands twice a day. Its part of their pay. This morning after they are done with you I have several clients that their studs need a good fucking. If you survive this first round this morning come afternoon you shall be branded and made up to our preferences’. Ok boys she’s all yours and remember you know which horses need the fucking when all of ya are done right.”
They nodded their heads.
“Good now get along get what needs to be done before morning meal done before bell toll.”
There were 20 guys that fucked her that morning 2 at a time each depositing their cum inside her. She got a hard fucking, ass and pussy sore, throat raw from cock being forced in and out of it. Her ass and pussy dripped cum. Then she heard the clip clop of horse hooves. She felt its hot breathe on her ass and pussy as it sniffed her. Then it mounted her. Its huge member searching for a hole and as it found one she began to scream. “NNNNOOOO!!!! Please don’t do this to me. Please.” she began crying. Then the horses huge member found a hole. The horse thrust is 17 inches and very huge girth deep into her ass. She cried out in pain. The horse thrust harder and harder, faster and faster. It forced its entire cock into her. She felt as if his huge member would come out her mouth. The stud humped her faster and harder, pawing her back and leaving hoof size bruises. It seemed to go on for ever. Till finally she felt his throbbing cock pulsate and start to shoot wad after wad of cum till it gushed around his cock and out onto the floor. After he shrank he dismounted her and walked off.
She let out a sigh. Thinking it was all over for now, but she was wrong. In came another horse he to mounted her. This time the stallions huge member found her pussy. He thrust in and out, in and out, faster and faster. With each thrust his member hit her clit. She tried at first to ignore it. She didn’t like what they were forcing her to do and become, but she was overcome by the pleasure. Before the stud could shot its wad she let herself orgasm 6 times. Her 7th came when the young stud himself started shooting his wad inside her. His semen was to much for her small pussy cavity to hold and it soon gushed around his throbbing member which was still shooting off its load. Then the horse dismounted and was gone.
One of the stable hands entered the stall and said “Open wide.” She opened her mouth and a rubber gag was inserted, it was then buckled behind her head, and then the rubber gag started getting bigger. It was being inflated. The man inflated it to the point where she almost started gagging on it. Then the hearing sensory deprivation device went on and every thing now seemed hopeless.
She had no idea how long she had been left in the stall. All sense of time was lost. She didn’t know what was going on. Then she felt a hand on each side of her hips. She could feel a huge cock head being rubbed up and down her slits and then pushed into her ass. It slid in a lot easier this time as her ass was still dripping cum. She could feel the mans cock throbbing and he got more forceful with every thrust. As if trying to plunge is dick deeper inside her. Then she felt him pull out and jumped at the surprise of hot semen being shot on her hack.
A collar was then placed around her neck, her feet were the first to be untied, then her wrist. She slowly straightened up. Still in her six inch stiletto’s she didn’t want to fall over. Some one grabbed her hair and also the collar and pulled her along. She stepped carefully as she was still blindfolded and she couldn’t hear either. They stopped and she was forced to her knees., and bent over. Her hands where tied down to a lower rail and her collar was tied to a rail just above that one. Her feet were then tied together.
From the outside view, the woman was tied to a fence her huge breast hanging free, her ass out. Near by there was a bed of hot coal with an iron rod sticking out of the coals. One of the men puts on a heavy duty glove grabs the iron rod out of the hot coals and you can she that they are about to brand her like they would a cow or horse. As the man places the hot branding iron on her hip she jumps, but its mark is permanently burnt into her skin. Then another guy walks up with piercing equipment and begins to pierce each nipple placing a ring in each one. As each one goes in a 5lb weight is snapped on. The woman is quivering in pain, and you can tell that the men are enjoying it way too much. The man that pierced the nipples slapped her tits causing the weights to sway back and forth. She woman is now beyond quivering, she is shaking. They finally take the entire hood off of her. Then they untie her feet and take off her boots. Then they untie her from the fence and pull her to her feet. Her knees are weak but they force her to hold her footing. She looks down at the ground and tears streak down her cheeks. They lead her to an old thick oak tree, where chains hang from one of the thick branches. They tie her hands to the chains and hoist her slowly up off the ground, till her feet are a good 6 inches off the ground. The weights still attached to the nipple rings. She was shaking and crying from pain and the swinging made it worse. She looked up at her hands and then hung her head. A man came up behind her and in his hand was a riding crop. He brought it back and with a hard swing, smacked her across the back with it. Her head shot up and back and she let out a loud scream. Her body swinging back and forth more. From the look on her face you could tell the pain was becoming unbearable.
The man in charge walk up and stood in front of her. “Scream all you want. The nearest house from here is 100 miles away. There’s no one here but us to hear your screams and we love hearing them.”
The man behind her with the riding crop smacked her back even harder the second time. She screamed again and began crying hard. She was swinging faster now the weights on her nipples swinging along with her, causing her great pain. She hung her head again, crying hard. The man with the riding crop walked off and she was left to hang.
Some time later she was lowered from the tree and lead to a fence. She was forced to bend over, then they tied her hands to one of the lower rails.. Spread her feet apart and tied them to the posts. The weights were left to free hang and caused her great pain.
Then the man in charge walk up in front of her, grabbed her hair and pulled her head up. “Open wide.” he says. She opened her mouth. “Good girl.” He guided his cock into her mouth and then he forced it down her throat. She started gagging over and over again. She couldn’t breathe and he wouldn’t let her. He fucked her throat fast and hard. Laughing at her as she gagged. “MMMMM. Baby that feels so good.” he pulled out long enough for her to get a gulp of air and then his cock went straight back down her throat. “I love the feel of the constriction of your throat around my cock every time you gag. Keep taking. Take it all bitch. Take it all.” He became rougher and rougher as he throat fucked her. Letting her get less and less air as he forced his dick down her throat. She couldn’t stop gagging on his huge member. “MMMM. Here it comes bitch. Take my wad and swallow it all.” He thrust harder and deeper as he moaned well he released his wad down her throat. “MMMMM. So good.” He continued to thrust till his cock shrunk. “Get her in the barn. Set her up for the next round.”
“Ok.” A man came up behind her. He untied he feet from the posts and then her hands from the rail. Grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into the barn, to the stall which she knew she had been in but never seen. She took a good look at the stall before she was forced to bend over the pole near the rear of the stall.One of the other stable boys came in and tied her hands in place, well another 2 spread her legs apart and tied them in place. She began crying again. She knew what was going to happen, and she didn’t want it.
The man in charge came into the stall. “Your lucky hunny. Normally you’d have to take the stable hands twice a day like I told you earlier but its getting late and we have a huge order to fill.” He began laughing “Set up the camera’s boys, gag her good, then bring in Charely. Make sure to close the stall door behind you and then lock it.”
“Yes, sir.” the stable hands replied. They began rushing about setting up camera’s, and they forced the inflatable gag into her mouth. Then there was the sound of heavy hoof falls. She looked between her legs to see the hoofs and legs of a large draft horse behind her. She watched as the stall door slammed shut and she was left with the behemoth, for the night.
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Naomi an 18 year old girl from down the street was babysitting for us every other tuesday. The last months or so she had developped into that phase between girl and woman. The looks almost entirely a woman, her acts switching between that of a child and woman.
One day I came home early and tried to be silent entering the house not to wake up the kids. I called Naomi but did not see her. I went upstairs and found her in our bed. Dressed in my wife’s nightgown snuggling with my pillow, dressed with the T-shirt I wore that day before going out. She was shocked, and shamed and just stared to the floor apologizing. There was no need to hide that I took a look at her breast which was exposed.
It was awkward, I was turned on, but there was no thought in my mind of acting upon my arrousal. What to say, what to do? I sat down next to her and asked her why she was in our bedroom dressed like this. This question had to be repeated in a more forceful way, before she answered. She had always seen me as the grown up, a fatherfigure and something like an uncle. The last half year she really felt she was not a child anymore so her view of me changed as well. I had become a man, the lover of my wife. Combined with the liking for me she always had, she had fantasied being my wife.
Last two tuesdays she had gone to our bedroom and had lived her fantasy in a more realistic way. Now she was still turned on by her actions, was embarrassed and was fearful that I would see her as the irresponsible babysitter that appeared to be too young to babysit.
After assuring her, this was not the case and that I would go downstairs and give her the opportunity to get dressed and then we would both forget about everyrhing, she was relieved. She jumped up, looked me in the eyes and hugged me in a friendly way. The nightgown fell open and I had a full view of her breasts while she bent over to me. I tried to hide my growing excitement.
After that episode there was an intimacy, a shared secret. Naomi and I were buddies.
6 weeks later I came home early again. Somewhere I had a slight feeling of disappointment that she was just sitting on the couch watching TV. I sat down next to her and made a joke: “no secret bedplays this time” and she answered: “not yet”… She looked as if she could not believe that she had said what she had said, and looked miserable. Jokingly I tried to take the pressure of the moment and responded: “please feel free, shall I just wait here for you, or do you need the shirt I’m wearing”.
The situation remained a bit uncomfortable, I paid her and we said goodbye. At the door she turned around and said: don’t tease me like I’m a little girl. Now I felt ashamed and told her that for me the situation was also confusing. That she was not the little girl anymore who could join in play-fighting with the kids, since I no longer felt comfortable to grab here without having to worry where my hands were located, no tickling etc.. I told her I missed her being a little kid and on the other hand admired here for growing up as a beautiful woman. With woman different rules apply than with little girls. Again she hugged me and told me that she understood, that she missed fighting and holding me as well. Bursting out with laughter she said: “I’m holding you while telling you I miss holding you, that’s funny”. She kept her head against my shoulder. “So you think I’m beautiful? My breasts are smaller than your wife’s, I tried her bra.” I told her that beauty could be measured in other ways than cup size alone, that the shape and texture of a breast are more important and that breast were not the only defining feature of a woman and that she should stay away from my wife’s lingerie. Then I told her laughingly to get home immediately, because I did not like the direction of the conversation. She ran away, turned, came back, kissed me on the cheek and just a touch of the corner of my mouth and said: “your pants tell me you do like the direction of the discussion.” With that bombshell she turned again and was skipping her way home.
The next couple of nights I had some improper dreams and became worried I would mention Naomi’s name during a dream. I don’t think I did because my wife never mentioned it. Two weeks later my wife told me that two nephews of our kids would stay for the night and that she had forgotten she was on call for work and would not be home. She told me she had called Naomi to assist me, she hade made the guestroom for Naomi so she could help me with breakfast as well. I reddened, my wife misinterpreted that and told me not to worry cause Naomi would replace her very well. “I’m sure she will, dear” I answered.
That evening Naomi came in at 5, she played with all 5 kids and gave me room to prepare the meal. When we were all finished, the kids wanted to fight me and they made a castle from the couch, some chairs and a blanket. Then they thought about a story where a beautiful princes was saved from a brutal king in a castle by a young handsome prince. Naomi had to be the beautiful princes, i told the kids that all Naomi needed was a crown since she was already beautiful. I immediatly received a big kiss for that remark. I became the roll of the brutal king, on which Naomi commented, I would like your father to be the brutal king. The 5 kids would together be the handsome prince. I had to look fearceful sitting upon Naomi and pinning her arms with mine. When I was in position, Naomi told the kids that they first could have a cookie from the jar in the kitchen and that we would remain in this position until they came back. “I will only take my sweater of because I’m hot she said” and that she did. For a minute or two I was sitting upon her, seeing her nipples through her shirt, not knowing what to do with my hands. Her hands rested on my legs close to my loins where her thumbs were casually caressing me. I felt too much blood going to my loins and my dick was growing, it found a position closer and closer to her right thumb.
Than the kids came back, they wrestled me and rescued the beautiful princess. at 8 the kids were in bed, Naomi and I came down the stairs. We played some games at the table and after a while she wanted to watch a movie, so went to the couch. The movie was scary and she came closer and repeatedly she burried her face in my chest not to see a a scene. I put one hand around her shoulder, then she started to turn away from me, by her turning my hand slipped to her left breast and I lifted my hand. She asked: “please, don’t let go, it’s scary”. I put my hand on her shoulder again and she started to turn again. With fascination I saw I started to hold a firm 18 year old breast. I massaged it very gently and she put her hand on my leg again. When she actually touched my dick, it was rock hard and I jumped.
“This is wrong,” I said “you need a boy your own age to gradually discover the fun of sexual attraction and I’m happily married. Sexually I passed second base already decades ago and I can not turn back.”
She said she had thought about that and that she was not prepared to fuck but since she really wanted me she would perform oral and manual sex and that she would be open to receive likewise. She looked in my eyes and started to unbutton my pants pulling me closer to the couch. I felt shaky and told her so. “You sit down on the couch then” she said and she kneeled in front of me. She pulled my boxershort down and kissed my dick. She looked at me and asked me for instructions since she wanted to do it right the first time. I gave her the list my turn-on’s.
1) Give me the feeling that you really want it and that you enjoy it.
2) Show me that you want me to have pleasure by looking at me and by reacting to my sounds and movements.
3) A blowjob concerns not just the top of the dick, but all of it, the balls and all the surrounding areas.
4) Warm me up with a striptease and give oral sex, just with your panties on.
5) Give me a view of your breasts and when I try to reach them or your pussy, help me eagerly
6) Show that you try to deepthroat me but don’t overdo it. gagging does not work for me
7) Swallow.
I could have skipped all but no. 7, because I was so hot that I came immediately.
She swallowed and continued to work the list. So I had to ask her for a break. She lay down next to me, so I could carress her breasts. She got me a beer, took a sip and kissed me, letting the beer dribble into my mouth. After half an hour, she got down on her knees again, she remembered my list well and I was better prepared. She sucked my cock for half an hour and then I took her pony tail and started to face fuck her. Her eyes got wide so I stopped and asked her if she was OK. She said she was supprised by my force but that she wanted me to go on. So I put my cock back in her mouth, had both hands on her cute head and fucked her face good. After me coming and her swallowing, she thanked me,…, she thanked me. An 18 year gorgeous looking girl thanked me for fucking her face.
That night we slept both in the guestroom, I Iicked her pussy and watched her come and come again. She asked me to fuck her. When I declined she offered a try at her ass. I asked if she really wanted that. She said; no. I fell asleep while she was licking my balls after I came for the third time in her mouth that night. At six I went to my own bed and was awakened by my wife (returned from the hospital) and Naomi who had together prepared me a breakfast on bed.
“How did Naomi do” my wife asked and I told her she could help out a next time without a problem.
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