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I couldn’t look away. This was something I knew I would always remember and I guess I just wanted to gather in every detail. Papa moved the magazine and flipped to a new page. He resumed a steady beat. Stroke after stroke he continued to work at rubbing his cock. I had never considered what a girlfriend man’s cock actually looked like, especially one that was being used for sex. I knew enough from friends, but that was all just girl-talk. This was an actual cock being worked. I was at the window maybe less than five minutes when suddenly Papa started jerking his hips rapidly. His fist seemed to crush the end part and instantly a rope of white cream seemed to leap out the end of it. Several more spurts followed and landed back in his lap. The hand holding the magazine shook so bad he finally had to put it down. His hips were still convulsing. Several puddles of the goo had landed back on his fist and he was using it to lubricate his hand and still kept on going. His grip seemed to look as if he were trying to choke off the flow of cream. His face seemed all wretched in agony. Okay, this is the sickest thing ever, but I got to say it. I enjoyed watching this. I couldn’t help myself. The feelings stirring in my body were incredible. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. My breathing had dried amateur my mouth to the point where I couldn’t wet it again. My heartbeat was racing. I could feel my own heartbeat pounding inside of my head. I couldn’t even feel my legs. Something was happening in my body that I had never felt before. My hands were quivering. I knew it wasn’t fear. I kinky felt sweat forming on my forehead. My face flushed with an intense heat from within. Worst of all, I glasses realized I had been unconsciously pressing one hand between my legs in time with his thrusts. Papa stayed there now slowly rubbing the goo all over his dick. It seemed smaller and bent more easily. His face looked drained and weak, and yet very satisfied. He stayed that way for several minutes. Finally, he masturbating grabbed a rag to try to clean up the mess he had made. He wiped himself up with it. I drank in each detail of what he was doing. He struggled to bring the recliner back to upright. I watched as he checked the magazine for goo splatter. After a few drinks, Jill asked where the porn kinky stash was. I erupted over and over. She was always happy even up to the point when she came here to this secluded Cabin and took her life. I rammed into her juicy pussy girlfriend as she clung to me. He would soon break my cheekbone. A week later... I already told you to flirt with Mahesh too. I did as I was told to do. I like the feel of you inside me." I had not thought about people looking up my dress and began to think about what else I can do to show myself. She was blushing and let my cum run out of her amateur mouth and down masturbating her chin. I look up to her and she’s still completely naked. Sandy was still strung glasses up against the wall when Anita strolled into the shop. My fingers plunged deep into her cunt, reaming her. “Don’t be silly, sweetheart. She was wearing a large hoodie that went down to her thighs. I tried to take deep breaths and he slid even more in. I prayed he was almost done. “Gods damned bastard!” roared Aingeal, her will throwing spirits, but his magic battered them aside.