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The old dude thought he could resist me, but he was dead wrong. I had my eyes on him, that Lusty muthafucka, and there was no way he was getting away.
I invited him over, played it all sweet and innocent. But behind those doe eyes lived a true devil.Once he was in, I pounced. Well, more like I seductively unwound his tie and slid his pants off. But the message was clear: I wanted his dick.He wasn’t exactly innocent either. The dirty old man had plans of his own. Grabbed me by the throat, pushed me against the wall, and slammed his meat into me.
I loved it. The pain, the rush, the sheer fucking animalistic way he took me. It was primeval, nasty, and so goddamn good.I let him have his way. Thrust after thrust, he pounded me into submission. But hey, when you’re a whore like me, there’s no such thing as enough.So I took things up a notch. Let out a few choice words—”Fuck this little whores Cunt—and watched his eyes nearly pop out his head. Told him how I’d make him my little bitch, and the game changed.He was putty in my hands, and the rougher I talked, the harder he pounded. I came like a fountain, soaking the both of us, but he didn’t give a damn.
We left a mess, the neighbors probably heard us, but who gives a shit, right?
Such a memorable fuck. Daddy couldn’t handle me, and that’s the truth.
I’m soaked just thinking about it: me, on my knees, mouth working overtime, sucking this guy off. He had me against the wall, my legs spread, tongue deep in my soaking cunt. Yeah, I know I’m a filthy whore, but I love it.
He roughly handled my body, pinching my nipples, making me moan around the cock head-banging my face. I couldn’t get enough of his disgusting taste. The way he manhandled me, it was like a dream—a wet, sticky, depraved dream.
My pussy was on fire, dripping down my thighs. I craved his touch, his tongue, his thick cock pounding me. He didn’t hold back, ramming his tongue deeper, making me squirm. I wanted to milk him, drain him dry.
I sucked and sucked, tasting his desperation. The guy was a wild animal, and I loved being his prey. When he came, it was like a deluge, a torrent of hot, thick cum that I savored and swallowed.
I’m still horny as hell thinking about it. Maybe I’ll find some lucky bastard to wear me out tonight. Yeah, I’m a whore like that.
Motherfucker, let me tell you ’bout the time I turned my older sister’s boyfriend into my personal fuck toy. That’s right—I broke every rule in the book and fucked the living shit out of him.
It was a sweltering summer day, and my panties were soaking wet with anticipation. You see, I’d been lusting after my sister’s dude for weeks, his bulging muscles and thick cock giving me wet dreams every night. The thought of his meaty hands and his filthy mouth had me craving a taste of forbidden fruit.
So, there I was, like a hungry little cat, rubbing against his thrumming cock. I found him snoozing on the couch, a lusty grin stretching across his face as I awakeningly dropped to my knees. With a quick zip, I had his monster out, drooling and ready for action.
My mouth watered as I engulfed his fat cock. I sucked and licked like a pornstar, using every dirty trick in the book. I deep-throated that motherfucker like a pro, feeling his hands squeeze my brain into mush behind my head.
But the real fun began when we hit the bedroom. Im spread out on the bed, wearing nothing but my sister’s skimpiest lingerie. His eyes nearly popped out of his head, and his cock threatened to burst out of his pants.
I ordered him to strip and bend me over. The anticipation was killing me, but I wanted to draw out the pleasure. I loved watching his bulging biceps strain as he spanked my ass, each smack echoing through the room.
Then, the real fuckery began. He plunged his massive cock into my soaking slit, and I saw stars. His thick shaft stretched me wider than I thought possible, the sheer pleasure almost painful. With each thrust, he growled like a wild animal, griping my hips and pounding my cunt.
“Give it to me, you fucking animal!” I screamed, as he hammered my fuckhole.
He fucked me like I was his personal sex slave, and the filthier he talked, the wetter I got. I could feel his balls slapping against my clit with each brute stroke, the pre-cum on his cock staining my lips.
When we both came, it was like a bloody battle—raw, intense, and utterly unforgettable.
So, gentlemen, if you’re into juicy teen pussy, remember—some of us youngsters can hang with the best of them.
Lick your lips and keep those cocks ready, because this teen’s tight snatch is ready for another round!
Mizz Briona, the cock-loving teen slut
So, I was feeling extra freaky, if ya know what I mean. Wearing my shortest skirt and tightest top, I headed to the local dive bar. Johnny was there, as usual, and our eyes met across the room. He grinned, and I knew what time it was.
We snuck out back, and with each step closer to his car, my pussy got wetter. I could barely contain my excitement, ’cause I knew Johnny had a thing for kinky shit.
We hit his place, and he wasted no time. He pushed me up against the wall, his hands all over my body. I could hear his zip go down, and next thing I knew, his meat was in my face. I took that big boy down my throat and tasted his pre-cum.
But the real fun began when we hit the bedroom. He had me bend over and spread my cheeks, and the spanking session that followed left me breathless. My ass was on fire, but the pleasure was unmatched.
Then he went full dom on me. Chained me to the bed and went to town on my soaking snatch. His fingers were like magic, sending shocks of pleasure through my body. I was his little cumdump, and the thought made me even hornier.
He pounded me good, calling me his “slutty teen.” I begged him for more, my voice echoing in the room. He obliged, giving me the deepest fuck of my life.
When we finished, I was a mess. Cum dripping down my legs, and a grin that couldn’t be wiped off my face.