" I rose up on him, leaving only the very tip of his head inside of me and I squeezed it. I kissed his dickhead with the edges of my pussy. Several ti...mes. Then I dipped down, taking more of him. I developed a rhythm of small pussy kisses and deep, deep plunges. My baby was groaning out the whole time and he started slapping my ass on every down thrust. "Fuck, baby," I yelled. "Harder, baby, keep going, fuck." He smacked me and slapped me and I started screaming out. My god, the combination of. “Yes! Yes!” she enthused. Her husband feared he may have lost his wife to this cocksman as he watched the sexual athlete annihilate his wife with his enormous shaft. “You can suck his cock if you want!” he offered.“I want only yours!” she retorted and orgasmed instantly as her ass undulated on the probing weapon.Her husband was shocked beyond redemption hearing his wife utter that phrase whilst impaled anally on another man’s cock.Nodding at her husband her lover said.“Take some pics if you. "Don't call meLuka, Tom."Tom said, "You can't stop me." Yeah, but you can't beat me in a race." I can. I wrecked. Let's race again Luka. You will see who is the real boyout of us two." We already saw who was the real boy, Tom. I won you lost." You are scared, Luka." Yeah of you wrecking again."Matt and Renee laughed at how frustrated Tom was over losing a race. Thefeeling of embarrassment clouded Tom's judgement. He had false confidence,if he and Luke raced again, the outcome would be. It wasn’t ideal. But at the top of the lift there could be more agents and probably handcuffs or zip ties, so it was now or never. The guy was still looking at Grace, arms by his side. Mia jumped a bit to clear his shoulder and launched her left elbow at his throat. Three things mattered at this moment: elbow speed, elbow speed and elbow speed... Her elbow connected, just as in the sparring, but this time there was the sensation of contact, resistance, and yielding.It felt good but now she.