Russian Teen Girlfriends Toying Their Hot Holes

Don’t give me that look. Prestira frowned. How can I not? This is so off-brand for you I’d say you were pretending, but even you’re not that good of an actress. I have many shades, Zander. I gave her a frank look. You’re a control-freak. Always have been. Prestira returned my look with a helpless, unfettered smile. It was radiant. She makes me want to give up that control. Who knows what I’ll do next? Prestira bit her lip excitedly, Even I don’t know how far I’ll go. She turned away from me without a look back, leaving me to stare bewilderedly -and a little wondrously- after her. “How do you want us?” Yavara asked the men, a coy smile stretched across her face. “We want to fill this bitch air-tight while you watch.” One of them replied, gesturing to Prestira. For her part, Prestira blushed like the man had just given her a bouquet of flowers. Prestira… blushing?! “Mmmmm, that’s sounds fun!” Yavara grinned appraisingly at that man, then whipped her head around. “Prestira! Get on your knees you stupid slut!” Prestira immediately dropped to her knees, her eyes full of vulnerability. Who was this woman? “That’s right,” Yavara said as she pressed her ass to one of the stockings men, her hand reaching back to bring his face to her neck, “just a little whore ready to be filled, aren’t you Prestira?” Prestira nodded obediently. “Come here, slave,” Yavara said as she wrapped the leash around her hand, forcing Prestira to crawl to the elf, “come serve your masters.” Yavara’s man sat on a stool, and hoisted her facing away her onto his lap. She took him easily into her womanhood, her dominant persona faltering to express her whorish relief with a soft moan. She soon regained her composure and straddled her man, dancing on his cock with a lecherous writhe that showed the athletic shadows of her belly. She dawned her imperious mask, and regarded the crawling witch with a look of utter contempt. “Take the bitch.” One man grabbed Prestira by her chain and forced her upright, his cock prodding her lips. Prestira gazed up submissively, and complied. Not quickly enough, apparently, for the man impatiently pulled Prestira to him, forcing a gag from her throat when his entire length drove down her esophagus. I dildo might’ve killed the bastard if I didn’t tight know he was small tits giving her exactly what she wanted. Luke pulled me to him and gave me a long passionate kiss which I responded to. “He’s easy company and the sex is okay” she replied quietly, “but stockings he’s so immature. The other was similar but a bit shorter. So, with that sense of security we were parked there what seems like at least a couple of nights a week satisfying each other. Are you really not going to tell me?”, she asked him looking deep into his eyes and stroking his knee. John took his left hand and moved it to her chin and gently raised it until her big brown eyes were again looking directly into his, as they did two days earlier. Then he rolled small tits her over on her back, grabbed one of her pillows and slid it under her ass. And as the girls continued to drink, their conversations began to become a bit more interesting. Any part of the ooze it touched dissolved away, washed clean by her water. “But… how?! We went outside and began kissing, my hands were under her dress and l found the crutch of her knickers wet, l got her in the back of my car had her knickers off she spread her legs, my cock slid straight into her soaking wet pussy and l fucked her hard causing me not to take to long to shoot my steaming hot creamy spunk straight up into her womb, l could feel her inner pussy muscle spasm on my cock. I am truly happy that John has seen this. They are in fine health for their ages and dildo single. She hoped Mary had found something, or they would not eat tonight. Chuckling, Megan pressed on. I got up, letting them drop to the floor tight and kicked them off.