1. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 2
  2. Thinking out loud. Chapter 2: Priestess and Deserters. Part 1
  3. Thinking out loud. Chapter 2: Priestess and Deserters. Part 2
  4. Thinking out loud. Chapter 3: Novice and Amazon Part 1
  5. Thinking out loud. Chapter 3: Novice and Amazon Part 2
  6. Thinking out loud. Chapter 3: Novice and Amazon Part 3
  7. Thinking out loud. Chapter 3: Novice and Amazon Part 4
  8. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 1
  9. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 3
  10. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 4
  11. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 6
  12. Thinking out loud. Chapter 4: Countess Hellfire-Bloodblade. Part 8
  13. Thinking out loud. Chapter 5: The Kidnapped Queen. Part 1
  14. Thinking out loud. Chapter 5: The Kidnapped Queen. Part 3
  15. Thinking out loud. Chapter 5: The Kidnapped Queen. Part 4

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on the hollow of small elastic girls' breasts - "A funny feeling." The countess was lying on a stable, more precisely, not on his rather big belly. "What is he doing ... Oh!" Suddenly, she first felt the hot breath on her pussy, and then her petals spread her hot slippery tongue.

- What are you doing?

- Do not be distracted, baby, suck on, and I also caress you.

She lay down, looking where the man's hair was sticking out from under her. She closed her eyes and indulged in new sensations - it was nice! Slightly spreading her legs, she, forgetting about the remains of shame, allowed her to penetrate deeper into her blubbering juices, and then returned to the study of her new toy.

First, the girl still jerked him off, having smeared her palm in a richly oozing lubricant. Rubbing it on the trunk, Shirke began to lick the hot rod. The man had to raise his head to continue to fuck her tongue, because an insatiable beauty reached for huge hairy eggs. Holding each in her hand, she began to caress their tongue, feeling the hard pulsating member at her throat. Then the young woman returned to the head and, after licking it, made a bold attempt to swallow this thing. It didn't work out very well, but she did not give up - she pushed her deeper and deeper each time.

Then something happened that she did not expect at all - hugging her tighter and throwing her hips on her shoulders, the man continuing to lick her sat on the creaking bed. Shirke just stuck her head deeper into her mouth and, once again finding herself upside down, turned out to be simply impaled on her penis. She tried to turn her head and rise, leaning her legs on the stableman's shoulders, but an attempt to stop her from above stopped her hand on her ass and allowed him to go deeper into the countess even more, and also not allowing her to move away. Bottom she was prevented by the other hand, which the man put on her nape, not letting her get off her penis and pushing her deeper. With her hands she could not help herself - the girl was unable to lift her body. Shirke turned out to be helpless, implanted with a mouth over a dick - this was what the man wanted. After waiting for her to give up trying to resist, he straightened slightly in the lower back, freeing his mouth from the grateful countess, but then leaned again. Then again and again.

The groom was fucking her pussy with her tongue, and her mouth got the role of being put on a dick. The hand on the back of his head dug into the hair, fixing the head of Shirke. Now he could fuck her in the mouth as much as he wanted, which he did ...

For a couple of minutes the petite girl hung upside down on her huge lover. Pushed his dick deeper and deeper into her throat. The countess was not sick - she did not have an appetite today because of the excitement before this meeting, so she did not eat her dinner, so the gagging urge did not help her. Her first feeling was panic, she was very frightened. But over time, Shirke began to feel how the heat flared up in her bosom, tormented by the man’s tongue, and that she madly wanted to feel this member inside her ... even so.

Smack-chomp-creak! Smack-chomp-creak! - these sounds were broken only by the puffing of a man and the lowing of a miniature woman, who each time became closer to swallowing the desired treat.

And so it happened! He finally planted her throat on his peak! She put her nose to the eggs and felt like a huge phallus was tearing at her throat. Slurp! Groom raised his mistress. Smack! Again dropped to a member. Then he got up, walked over to the wall, put his ass up almost to the ceiling and began to move his pelvis, naturally fucking her throat.

After a minute of such an action, securing the achieved result, without lowering the woman on the floor, he removed her from his penis and turned it over in the air, then put it on its feet.

Shirke swayed slightly - her hair was disheveled, her lips were red and swollen. When you inhale, your throat was cold - it was so unusual to swallow air in large portions. I tried to say something - nothing intelligible happened. Swaying again, she rested her hands on the table. The man was right there: taking her by the hips and crouching slightly, he put the head of the slapped Countess's cock to the licked vagina and, standing up, drove his genital organ into her very eggs, to which she responded only with an incomprehensible cry.

After about five minutes, another plate flew to the floor from a table walking with a walk — the stableman forcefully forced his instrument into the howling from the pleasure of the lady, who from her powerful and frequent jolts almost did not fall to the floor. Everything was spinning in her head, orgasms followed one after the other. But then she felt her partner's nature tense, he dug his fingers into her hips and Shirka began to act - having learned this, she miraculously jumped off a huge dick, but, as her legs immediately buckled, she dropped to her knees. And yet she managed to catch the phallus in time and fill it in her mouth - he immediately began to pump her seed. He was many, Shirke did not have time to swallow, especially since his throat was sore. Excess dripping from the corners of the lips. But the stream dried up and she triumphantly sucked the last drops, starting to lick the reproductive organ from her own juices mixed with the lubricant of her fucker. Having collected the sperm flowed past her fingers and otppaviv her in her mouth, she was suddenly embarrassed, noticed the groom, watching her actions:

- So much cleaner ...

- Ha! And that's right, baby. - having said this, he raised his petite pet lover and carried him to the bed, throwing over his shoulder like a bag and putting his masterly hand on her round ass.

Shirke saw the table, with which so many sweet memories were connected. Where did he get it ... again ... Dirty dishes were partially on the floor, something broke ... "So much for your loyal wife - having sex with a barely familiar man! Yes, I do not even know his name! But let me push this monster down the throat, fuck myself like some kind of mare in the pen ... Well, let it be! Karen himself is to blame! I could not do anything ... and I didn’t want to ... And now what? ”

The man threw her on the bed, which responded to this maneuver with a creak, then, taking her legs by the ankles, lifting and spreading them to the sides, opened for his review the countess's weary pussy. Shirke also looked down at her - a neat little crack turned into a gaping hole that did not want to close again. "Oh Gods! What did he do to me ?! ”In the meantime, the man seemed to look at his work with curiosity, trying to look into the bowels of the woman, trying to see something there. The girl shamefully covered her open lips with her shameful lips, but he came to his senses, ordered her hands to be removed, spread her legs even wider ... spat eagerly at her holy saints and, as if nothing had happened, put the head of a dick in her soon disappeared.

- What for?! Why did you do that?!

- What?

- You ... you spat there!

- Heh, on your lips, my cum, and you worry that I cried in your twat? Not ssy - this is for lubrication ... By the way, they call me Big Joe, - the grooms presented for no reason at all, having driven their penis to its full length. - Nice to meet you.

“Shh-shirke ... V-mutually, - that's all she could think of in such a situation.”

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  • November 17, 2013 16:41

    I do not like when they spit

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