"Huhn-ahh! Uhn! Ahn! M-Marko!" Lena's mouth trembled. It felt like her legs and arms were numbing. She didn’t care. Once more he slipped out of her.... He flipped her over, her back pressed against the soft carpet. He knelt over her, raising one of her legs over his shoulder. He quickly thrust his cock back into her warmth. He focused on her flushed, pretty face. He couldn’t imagine anything more beautiful, right now. “Look at me, Lena,” he insisted through a strained breath, “Open your eyes,. “Show me now!”He grabbed my arm and pulled it towards his groin. I didn’t dare refuse and my fingers groped clumsily for his zip. I needed both hands and I had to let him see my pathetic, hard little cock which betrayed my innermost desires at this moment. I managed to pull down the zip and slipped my hand inside. I could feel him through the cotton of his boxer shorts but I couldn’t find the slit to reach inside. I was fumbling and crying when he struck me again across the face.“Fucking. I rocked and bucked back as he filled me. He propped himself up on pillows for a better view of the show. He reached up and replaced my hands with his on my breasts, kneading them and pinching my nipples making me gasp in pleasure. My hips were now being guided by his hands, which meant he was close to his release. I felt my own orgasm about to release as he gripped my hips tighter. As I rocked back, he rose up sending his arms around me and pulling me tightly against him. I could feel his cock. On the third hand, not that he had one at the moment, she was jailbait, bad, bad deliciously tantalizing jailbait.Travis shifted in bed and the girl stirred. She hoisted herself onto her elbow and gave out a loud yawn. "I caught some sleep too, Travis, and it was as nice as back home, maybe better."She looked at the bulge in his pants. She stretched out her other hand and giggled, "Is that for me?" Don't touch that," Travis demanded with a bit of hysteria in his voice. "You're not old enough to.