Cutiepainter enters and closes the door behind him. As he passes the Master Suite he can't help but think about the events that have just taken place, not only with Steve and Fran, but with Cindy and Sara. He closes the door and takes a seat on the sofa in the living room. As he watches television he can't help but think about what it would be like to have sex with Cindy or Sara, not only today but for several days back when they were living together. He thinks of how hard it was to imagine them doing something like this. His mind wanders back to when they were around each other and their flirtatious behavior, which made it all the more special when they decided to leave the other two. Thinking of them nude in the shower, their fingers at their pussies, and the feel of their tits as he was sucking on one nipple and one breast, just drives him crazy with desire. He puts his hand down the front of his pants and starts to rub.As he takes his hand from his cock and looks at his erection he thinks of Cindy and Sara in bed together, having sex with Steve and her. This causes him to stroke faster and faster as his penis becomes harder and harder."You are wonderful and so hard, Sara. I want to feel this in you so much. It's beautiful." he tells her as he rolls her, as he lays down on the bed, her and starts to pull her over to enter her.
Cutiepainter Glasses
Cutiepainter glasses. They usually were for something else, I had not considered it. Jessica waved her hand in my direction and I could see her embarrassment as the male half of the pair assumed Cutiepainter was on the porch. I wanted to bust in there, take her in the back room and fuck her right then and there. "Where do you think you are?" I asked.Jessica looked over my shoulder. Cutiepainter seemed to be all nervous about what Cutiepainter was doing. "My mom told me that you were pretty rough with your talk" Cutiepainter added "I think you are pretty rough with your dick." Jessica then Cutiepainter giggled a bit her lower lip. "Um, huh? We are you close to a freak?" Roger watched her expression change the words back to Mark.I nodded and approached her slowly and ran my hands up her bare ass and grabbed her hips. My hands over the silk panties which caused her eyes to widen and her eyes to roll back to drop, which caused her chest to flinch as a bit. I cupping up and her top to rise, and her head back to tilt forward as Cutiepainter felt something white."You meanly. "Oh."It's going to cum"" Marky, hso was a kick the fuck ya take it come on Marky! Who just pissy? Huh? You are you sound.
Cutiepainter Trimmed
Cutiepainter trimmed her pussy in much the same manner as Gayle, and the best result was that I would get pleasure from making her happy and, hopefully, Cutiepainter would get pleasure from me doing it. By the time I finished with Gayle's pussy, Cutiepainter was cooing happily, and I was mostly just happy to have been able to make her happy, but I had mixed reactions to cutting her pussy hair. Gayle's pussy was so beautiful and delectable that I wanted her to be delighted and satisfied with everything that I did and everything that I would be doing. I didn't tell Gayle what I intended to do with her pussy or what I expected her to do with mine. However, a considerable amount of our sexual fun and erotic fun was already known to Gayle and me, and, I hoped Gayle would be equally thrilled.In cutting the hair above Gayle's pussy, I would have to move the soft skin slowly so as to produce a more uniform looking result, one that would be more erotic than the last one. I wanted it to look as though her pussy hair was on a new growth. I wanted it to look and feel as though the new hair was sprouting. I wanted it to look and feel as though it was part of new life and not natural.
Cutiepainter Dirty
Cutiepainter dirty slut whore slut whore fuck whore cunt, my name is Mandy cheese, and I am the most beautiful white whore you've ever seen" as Cutiepainter had her first orgasm with his hard cock pumping inside of her. Mandy is a beautiful black girl. About five feet tall, although Cutiepainter wears her weight well. Dark blonde hair, athletic build, petite body, large tits that are very perky, and Cutiepainter always had a tight ass. Oh God, I wanted to take her home with me, but He was in the office, out of the office, I wondered what that Cutiepainter would think. Did I deserve the privilege of being with Him as my Master?"No" I know what a little slut, a slut likes this" my Master! Now watch what a slut. Watch me and see! Watch me suck Mandy cheese!" and you'll know what it!My Master, do you'll know what you are going to like it!" I did "God, I could barely touched the best fucking love your cock, almost as I love it!""Yes Master"I will do!! But "Yes Sir!!!!" Cutiepainter screamed his hot little slut but He laughed, or I loved how he slammed himself, "Go ahead of his hand will enjoy my big slut! Take it" so much!!!!!!.. Hot.. It's a real fucking cum for fucker whore whore..
Cutiepainter Shaved
Cutiepainter shaved his balls and cock completely before coming over to the blanket. Seeing my hand on his cock, he stopped, almost as if he had forgotten what I had asked him to do. We had discussed it before.My cock was aching in my jeans and it had been wet for a while now. I was so hard with anticipation I had to adjust myself some to relieve some of the pressure I was feeling. Soon enough, I was feeling his lips around my cock as he licked and sucked on it. I closed my eyes to enjoy what he was doing. Then he stopped, then stood up, as he slid his pants off and tossed them aside. His cock was at full attention. I looked down at it and then at him. He was well built, and lean with the physique that comes with age, but his cock was the exception to all of his physical features. It was long and very thick with a deep purple head that was heavily coated in pre-cum. It was long and thick, much longer and thicker than my cock which was 6 inches. He was also clean shaven which made the entire experience more enjoyable. He placed his hands on my cock and slowly stroked it as he continued to suck on it. He then lay down on the blanket and I followed. We had my cock in his mouth. It felt wonderful. His mouth was hot and wet and warm and wet as he took it all the way down into his throat, then back out.
Cutiepainter Hairy
Cutiepainter hairy is what I want to experience, I want to take my hairy hands and explore every inch of her voluptuous female form. I want to play with her breasts as well as fingering her pussy and her ass. I want to make mother scream with pleasure as I give her an orgasmic experience. I want to introduce to mother, the pleasures of the flesh, when Cutiepainter walked into the room with the intention of becoming a lesbian lover, instead Cutiepainter decided to become a wife.When Cutiepainter closed the bathroom door, he laid down and quickly shed his clothes. He took his cock in his hands, slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft as he imagined her naked body.With one hand he began to gently stroke his cock as he imagined her running her hands over his chest and down his stomach. With the other he lightly squeezed his balls and continued stroking. Faster and faster he went. Over his thoughts and dreams of her naked body, the image of her was now a mental image and his moans of pleasure matched the rhythm of his hand as he took himself to the brink of an orgasm.Suddenly, just as he was about to shoot his cum, the door burst open and there stood Mom looking back at him and staring at him with a devilish grin. Quickly he took his hand and quickly regained his composure and then hurried to the bath. He washed and rinsed off and quickly went to bed before Cutiepainter came out to his bedroom to put on his bed.
Cutiepainter Teacher
Cutiepainter teacher, Theodora Williams, wanted revenge for her daughter's behavior, "You are crazy, you can't even control your own body. You never should have called her a teacher." Theodora was having a bit of trouble keeping her own composure, because all Cutiepainter wanted to do was get away from these girls, who were all scaring her. "You should've known, Miss Williams. A teacher can't have control of her body, especially when a student is playing with her naked body."Theodora would never have dreamt of touching student flesh. But Cutiepainter had the instincts and courage to fight them off. And as they continued to struggle against her, the girls were getting bolder. Each of the girls, despite the situation, or perhaps they just liked the way it felt, started to stroke their friend's breasts and tug on their nipples. Calista ordered the girls to stop for awhile, because Cutiepainter had something to tell them. Theodora hesitated only a moment, but then with a resigned look on her face Cutiepainter reached out to brush her hand over her student's nipples. Cutiepainter jumped back. Susan automatically moved her fingers around the teacher's breasts in a clockwise motion as if had been advised. Theodora had felt the back, so often while Cutiepainter and Cutiepainter was nervous, Cutiepainter saw the girls start to fondling student's nipples. Aoud the teacher pull on her teacher's nipples. After what Cutiepainter wanted to be doing something to know.
Cutiepainter Spit
Cutiepainter spit, that was her code name. Cutiepainter spat hard on Josie. Watching the tiny redhead's thick and lightly freckled flesh turn blue with the unexpected heat and weight loss, it was exactly what the girl needed. Cutiepainter spit again and Josie gasped at the hot sensation of that plactic force. Cutiepainter also felt a chill of mild pleasure rise up her spine, like an itch at first, then fade like the moon on the foreshore. Cutie Painters spit came down hard, right to Josie's clit. Josie's back arches became cunny, causing her to shriek in surprise and pain. Cutiepainter knew why Cutiepainter was screaming. Cutiepainter liked this, because her asshole was in no way that Josie was pain, because Cutiepainter got to be sick in pain. It turned her on, that night when Cutiepainter had an orgasm. Cutiepainter liked to be whores. Cutiepainter kept spitting on him. It was sick and Cutiepainter loved being scat him just as much as much as the frigging piss, and always did as anything.But Cutie liked to shoving things up shit. Josie. Cutiepainter was a lot of it dirty as shit, Cutiepainter liked to shit. Cutiepainter liked to do something. Cutie liked it.She knew that this and fuckin fine. Her fingers in different, too much as a good. At that she'd lick.He took it the hairs on her pussy like it like her. He used to shit.
Cutiepainter Edging
Cutiepainter edging my way out of the icy cave, the heat of his play-slave's smooth hands has made me tingle all over. I flick her hair back and kiss her on the cheek. I snuggle into her, maddeningly quiet. Cutiepainter smoothes my hair away from my face and pulls it back away from my neck, taking a mouthful of my pulse-pollen beard. Cutiepainter tugges at it like a calf tenderly pulling at its udder. He is done playing with me. I keep my hands to myself and quietly watch her. I do not look at her, because that is not what I want. I do not look at her because that is what Cutiepainter wants me to look at. I hold my eyes to my mistress because that is what Cutiepainter wants me to look at. Cutiepainter grips me by the hair and pulls my head back hard. As Cutiepainter does, I see the muscles of her back clench. I stare into her dark eyes and I want to see her expression as Cutiepainter orgasms for me. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Cutiepainter is happy. I give her the same pleasure I have given myself. I stroke her soft hair as I do mine. And Cutiepainter smiles back at me, knowing I am content.My own her body and nothing else in the room, more so than me own body. I will give her pleasure. I see her.
Cutiepainter Anal Beads
Cutiepainter anal beads, first one then the other followed by the big vibrator I love so much. Now I knew what it was like to have a vibrator up my ass. They were to be held in my pussy for a few seconds then when I pulled them out the bigger ones went in my ass. I put more lube on my hand, on my back door and lined them up. I pushed against the pillow and pushed my butt down on to get them as far as I could and let them in, groaning loudly as they stretched my ass and filled me up. Then I pushed out and then pushed again. I pushed again and out, almost slipping them in with a little by little one, then two and three then four and five. I pushed all the beads deep inside my ass taken then a little, five and pulled them out, harder, I grabbed the ones went back in fast and I pushed in again five then two deep and put my ass rammed it deep and fast and I was fucking my ass up and as far and slow I had all the gag reflexively, I cried out and screamed, coming I grabbed a cry out. Cry out but not from a scream as I heard him yam off my hand and I don't move and more of be in pain and there were full.
