- We are not animals. Part 1
- We are not animals. Part 2
- We are not animals. Part 4
- We are not animals. Part 7
The complex combination of the sweet feeling of overcoming and the painful stretching of her beautiful vagina with the remnants of instant acute pain from defloration was in her face among the wet traces of dripping sweat on the picture of the pallor of the skin of the First ...
I rapaciously - animally, sneaked my hands under her bodice and began unexpectedly for her opinion about me, gently touching her swollen boobs ... but then animally appeared - second breasts, with beautiful huge hard nipples.
Freedom of choice eclipsed my animal consciousness, one hand nevertheless "went with a courtesy visit" to the other breast and began to knead it, sinking in soft volume, and the "remaining" romantically pulling at a small nipple, having in context an incredibly narrow crack that squeezed without that hardened trunk, but still continuing to descend on the elastic head with its uterus shed ...
And finally, the secret tunnel was dressed in slippery flesh and the bottom of the uterus received a strong push and the inevitable animal orgasm began, a jet of hot sperm struck with heat and began to fill the uterus, increasing excitement ... then the seminal fluid began to break through in thin streams, aggravating the agony ...
We both looked at her and were afraid that she just would not stand it ... and would die of happiness on my penis ...
The second one saw her begging lips and stuck to them, while holding my hands on their boobs.
And then both of them started shaking ... in front of my face there was already a bare ass with the second legs apart, which provided quick “kissing help” to her beloved lesbian orgasm on my “animal organ”.
A member is clear that there was absolutely nothing for the language to do, folded hands prayerfully and then slightly turned into fists received an approving moaning and even an extra orgasm ... Both did not believe their happiness in combining their lesbian vice with another "group animal action"; they passionately sucked their lips and boobs, bouncing wide open and stretched vaginas on me.
I, of course, envied them, hearing their groans and cries, and they are lucky because there are so many tasty holes ...
He felt like a fireman of a gangbang locomotive, on which two lesbian lesbian esthetes are riding ...
It will come to mind! And he began to just laugh, and very loudly.
Ha ha ha! I am a firemanrrrrrrr!
But there was no one to listen to me, trying to understand my cries. The first one hesitated. The competitor pretended that she was cumming from my right hand, which, meanwhile, continued to cut the warm depth of the Second.
And so, the best friend who could not stand such a long occupation of my symbol of courage, pushed the First easily, she simply “slid” off him, and my rearing stallion broke free, in a cloud of splashes of all secretions and sperm, rysh further entertainment.
No one expected such a courage from a virgin that was only a minute ago: she literally just before the most open mouth of a shark, the Second caught the head so early in the rejoicing freedom and returned the fugitive to a place in her narrow crack and then the battle for my exhausted deflorator started ...
- You are not animals!
Both fell silent in their places.
I want to write ...
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