He gave her a few seconds of rest, letting his touch roam her body. With easy access to her pert breasts, just by removing that garment of clothing that hung over her frame. It was a sexy outfit, but knowing whom it belonged to... He truly desired that it be burned... With that thought gone, and her body so splendidly displayed before him in the mirror. He couldn't help himself. Kissing her tender neck, biting down nice and hard, a hand traveled over her breast, tickling it with his finger tips, before he truly handled it viciously, making it red from being squeezed. It was then he noticed, that she was leaking from her buds. More so in the breast he massaged, but still both were leaking sweet milk slowly.
"So that's what you had done to them."
He commented, grinding his hips around, making her anus uncomfortable, for just sitting on his cock. He wanted her to beg for him to start up again. He could not believe his luck! He had planned that she would still refuse him, and he was totally comfortable about fucking her without consent. This was far better. He finally caught her lips with his own. Pleasuring her tongue, by invading her mouth with his own.
"What kind of cocks have you taken up this ass of yours?"
He smacked it, to give emphasis.
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She sat balanced on his groin, his knees keeping her steady and unable to slip off his throbbing thickened member. She panted, tired, having already 3 small orgasms to keep her placid. Desire's entire body sweated and she was relieved when her jersey was peeled off her lovely flesh and tossed carelessly on the floor like it was some worthless rag.
She made the mistake of seeing her reflection and as soon as she stared into his face, Desire had easily allowed the assault on her neck, the bell twinkling wildly, her collar rubbing in the most abrasive way, leaving some of her neck to bleed slightly, along with the other bites and hickeys that adorned her neck and pretty throat.
Desire felt his fingers massage her plentiful perky flesh, the pale orbs, bouncing and reddening to his ministrations as he massaged and squeezed, making her nipples peak and harden to painful extremes, so that little droplets of milk flowed from her tips. she DESPERATELY wished he would lick them off of her...
She gave a hurting moan as his cock corkscrewed inside her painfully, seemingly drilling into her ass. She tried to say something about him please fucking her again, but her lips were captured by his before she could even speak. She attentively wrapped her tongue around his, moaning softly and purring all the while. Her lips were swollen and full by the time he pulled away and Desire gave a small yelp as he slapped her ass.
"B-big ones...the e-entire...football...t-team..."
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He wasn't surprised, but acted in this manner. To make her feel degraded without him even saying a word. Besides, his mouth was full, with those plump lips once more. Her body felt like it was on fire, his tongue tracing along the back of her neck. Gathering her sweet tasting sweat as he went, along with that iron tasting blood... wiggling just a bit, to increase her aggravation.
His finger swiped up a bit of that white liquid, bringing it to his lips and suckling in her tasty milk. Though he had a few more toys to try, he would at least cum in her ass before he went for them. And so, he had finally started to pound back inside her, making her jump up from her seat as he did so.
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