Tr1ckY_1337
Star
- Joined
- Jul 16, 2011
- Location
- Shadow Moses Island
Eric swallowed a big lump in his throat, feeling her hand against her forehead. No way could he back out now, especially when she was so fine, so sexy... right there, wanting to be touched. While she spoke, he focused on those full lips, wondering how they would feel engulfing his hard cock. Another twitch from within his board shorts brought him back to reality. Oh how he just wanted to scream out that she was making him so horny that he wished he could rape her right here in front of the public's view. Instead, he simply nodded his head and let out an almost pitiful "Uh huh."
And now she brought out the soda. He watched her struggle to open it, her breasts swaying with her motions. No, could it really be that cold. "Here, let me hel-" That was when the cap came off, soda splashing on to her heavenly globes that she called breasts. His speech was immediately cut off, his eyes locked on to her orbs shamelessly while he took the soda from her. "T-Thanks..." He said with a dreamy sigh. How deep had he gotten himself in?
Little did he know the thoughts that ran through Marisa's head. Damian would be pleasantly surprised to learn that Marisa wanted a threesome, and right now, he had no quarrels with allowing Eric to join in the merriment. And while he did love Marisa's tight little flower between her legs, he often daydreamed about the tightness of her ass, wondering how it would feel to ravage that backdoor entrance. And many times when she would grind her cute behind on him, Damian was tempted to so much. Who knew that she was willing to do it? And, he guessed, as soon as possible.
Eric, in the meantime, finally heard he speak, shaking his head. They were so close together, the girl on all fours with an excellent few of her cleavage and hardened nipples. "What?" He began, quickly picking up with an expression of surprise. "I don't think I'm that amazing, Marisa. Besides," There was a fire burning up, starting to make him more bold. The corner of his lip turned them into a grin while his eyes met Marisa's. "Even if girls look my way, I don't think I've seen one that matches your appeal." This time, only a faint blush crossed his features. It seemed he was growing much more courageous, not even backing away when she was on all fours between his legs.
And now she brought out the soda. He watched her struggle to open it, her breasts swaying with her motions. No, could it really be that cold. "Here, let me hel-" That was when the cap came off, soda splashing on to her heavenly globes that she called breasts. His speech was immediately cut off, his eyes locked on to her orbs shamelessly while he took the soda from her. "T-Thanks..." He said with a dreamy sigh. How deep had he gotten himself in?
Little did he know the thoughts that ran through Marisa's head. Damian would be pleasantly surprised to learn that Marisa wanted a threesome, and right now, he had no quarrels with allowing Eric to join in the merriment. And while he did love Marisa's tight little flower between her legs, he often daydreamed about the tightness of her ass, wondering how it would feel to ravage that backdoor entrance. And many times when she would grind her cute behind on him, Damian was tempted to so much. Who knew that she was willing to do it? And, he guessed, as soon as possible.
Eric, in the meantime, finally heard he speak, shaking his head. They were so close together, the girl on all fours with an excellent few of her cleavage and hardened nipples. "What?" He began, quickly picking up with an expression of surprise. "I don't think I'm that amazing, Marisa. Besides," There was a fire burning up, starting to make him more bold. The corner of his lip turned them into a grin while his eyes met Marisa's. "Even if girls look my way, I don't think I've seen one that matches your appeal." This time, only a faint blush crossed his features. It seemed he was growing much more courageous, not even backing away when she was on all fours between his legs.