Lovely Girl In Bukkake Scene

“I know why,” I smirked, turning the seduction back on with a penetrating twist of my fingers, “it’s because of your religious guilt. They taught you that anything that feels good is bad, so you crave the punishment with your pleasure.” “No…” Julia moaned, getting herself back into character. “Yes,” I hissed in her ear, adding a third finger, feeling Julia’s virgin rim stretching against my knuckles, “all those years they taught you about the sins of the flesh, and all those years you guiltily fantasized about them.” “That’s not true.” Julia whimpered, grinding her supple ass against the flat of my palm, pressing the reality back of my hand into my own crotch as our bodies melded. “But it is,” I moaned, snaking my other hand over her pale thigh, and tracing its fingers teasingly down the line of her pelvis, “and those fantasies only grew darker the more devout you became. The repression of your sexuality twisted you into a masochistic freak.” “That can’t be…” Julia moaned pathetically as she raised her thigh, letting my caressing hand travel between her legs. “Now you need the degradation with your lust,” I gasped, pushing three fingers into her virgin slit, causing Julia to wine a pleading moan as her teen pussy was penetrated by another for the first time in her life, “you need someone to tell you that what you’re doing is wrong, someone to tell you that you’re a depraved sinner. You think it’s because you need to atone during the act, but I know the real reason.” “What?” Julia cried, shifting wantonly between my penetrating hands, trapped between the invasion of her two holes, assaulted relentlessly from both sides. “The real reason you like being called a whore,” I whispered into her ear as I added the fourth finger to her ass, causing her entire back to wrench in concavity, “is because you secretly want to be one.” “No!” Julia moaned a desperate, carnal moan. She was squirming between my hands; her legs spread and trembling, her hips writhing in pathetic reaction to stimulus from one hole, then the other, grinding sporadically from sensations that overwhelmed her, captivated by the violation of her sanctity, a slave to the prodding and caressing of my invading hands. I searched within her, I found her weak spots, and I exploited them mercilessly; pushing my fingers against asian them, encircling them teasingly, squishing the tender reaches of flesh between pressing digits and forcing spasms deep into her erogeneity. “Yes, Julia,” I gasped, reveling in the control she was giving me, “you looked down on girls like me, calling us sinners and harlots, but deep down, you were always more of a whore than any of us. You wished you could dress like a slut and take it up the skirt behind a bar, you wished you could suck dick until your stomach was full, you wished you could be passed around from man to man until you were overflowing.” “Yes,” Julia whispered, her voice ragged with pleasure, her body teeming with euphoria, “yesssss…” “You want to be a little slut, don’t you?” I smirked, adding the thumb to her anal penetration, feeling her rim expand tortuously around my sinking fist. “Yes!” Julia sobbed, pushing her ass backward, forcing her sphincter to stretch to an agonizing, white circle about my bottom knuckles. “Do you want me to teach you?” I asked, my voice as soothing as it was seductive, my fingers as tortuous as they were pleasing. “Yes!” Julia gasped, hooking her ankle behind my calf, trying to give me as much room as I needed to violate her, “Teach me how to be a slut!” “I can teach you, Sister Julia,” I growled, pushing my entire fist into her ass, marveling as her rim hugged around my wrist like a pulsing, fleshy cuff, “but your desires are too twisted, too depraved to be some bimbo; you’re going to be a debased slave, a disgusting cunt who gets off to the vilest of acts, who revels small tits in the filth like the sinning whore you are.” “Yes! Make me your disgusting whore!” Julia growled with me, her voice dripping with avarice, her body lurching violently back and forth between my penetrating hands, trying to take both at the same time, trying to suck my invasion deeper into her virgin depravity. I rolled her onto her knees, and she pushed her ass in the air like a girl with experience, giving me a view of the debauched state of her pristine lewdness. Her anus was twitching around my wrist, her pussy was leaking down my forearm, her taint was a taught ribbon of pale flesh that glistened with her lecherous secretion. I stood behind her like a man preparing to thrust, and I violated my friend, my god and my lover like the whore she wanted to be. Julia’s pale back curved with each visceral push of my hands, indenting along the lithe rises of her muscles, casting shadows that revealed the tensed nature of her feminine arch. Her shoulder blades pinched together, her arms flexed to hold her upright, and her crimson mane of luxurious waves bowed with her curving neck, her mouth panting the exaltation of her lust into the ground. “Lucilla,” she cried, “I’m coming!” I pushed the last fingers of my vaginally-penetrating hand into the redhead, and watched in perverse fascination as both my wrists disappeared. Her pelvic floor indented with the Hardcore clenching of her lewd muscles, pulling my hands deeper inside her. I flattened my palms against the twitching membrane that divided her, and pressed along it, curving my fingertips and squishing the delicate flesh between my hands. Julia’s bent arms trembled, and then gave out as the god screamed a carnal tone of masochistic delight. Half her face planted into the grass, and she reached behind herself in whorish acceptance, grabbed the succulent fat of her pale glutes, and spread them wide. Her asshole was gaping around my fist; the white outline of her rim turning into the pink sheath of her sphincter turning into the red flesh of her rectum. Her pussy was a splay of reddened petals frothing with the nectar of her perversion, opening to reveal the tensed oval of her gripping lips, sucking my wrist into her. I’ve never been with a man who was shaved, but I think I’ll love it. fucking her hot pussy on the stiffness of Walter's cock. The boy thrust asian his hips forward and the entire head popped inside. Kissing Jeanne softly she said now let me please you, parting her legs and putting her face between them all the while thinking maybe she'd keep her. Get outta here!” Vic yelled, gesturing towards my crotch. She smiled, both at the sensation and at the thought that this was what the boy felt as well. Not fully hard but a very good semi-erection in the works. Smoooooth…And I meant that in the most sarcastic way possible. My hands caressed her slender waist as she rode me. She slammed her pussy down my cock again and again. Hardcore Mark tried to keep it just teen to family in the kitchen. “Mmm mmmmf” She couldn't get them in her mouth though. It was my birthday. That was a futile enterprise, though. Walking around Ephus, never taking her eyes off him, she knelt to check Aphrodite. The whole camp was excited at the safe return of Emma especially her brother Ravi. “Ok.” I said,”What do you want?” What happened at your end? I will make sure of small tits it. As our waitress stops by, I order appetizers for the whole table. He reality folded his arms and nodded to himself. Eventually, I swallow it down the hatch. "Take it deep, bitch," he growled, throwing his hips forward, impaling her ass with a series of brutal plunges. Hector stood up and came and sat down next to where Roger had been sitting and Holly was kneeling. You saved Master.