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She would struggle with renewed vigour when the man returned, trying to escape his touch. But when he touched her it was always like lightning, a bolt shooting through her, all her nerves alight with anticipation. Just the mere idea of contact in this intense situation excited her desperately and she rubbed, teased and played with herself all the more when she visualised this. He would begin to touch her body, examining her all over, never speaking, making the silence all the more intense. The only sounds in this void of space were her own, whimpers and moans reacting to the stimulation that he gave her, the showers cascading water was a sound so distant it was scarcely noticeable. When his inspection was complete to his satisfaction, he would use her mouth like a fleshlight, forcing himself inside her roughly, over and over again. She would try desperately to opening her mouth as wide as she could, never able to fully accept it in her mouth voluntarily. The result was that she would gag messily all over the cock in her mouth and all over herself as well. If she ever spluttered or gagged, which was a frequent occurrence, she was slapped hard in the face. She pictured one side of her face bright red from the abuse and even found herself slapping her own wet pussy face as her body wracked itself with a powerful orgasm. She finished her shower in her blowjob post cum haze. Feeling rejuvenated she towelled herself off, applied some makeup which covered her light pink cheek and dressed. She quickly packed her bag for classes, noticing she was now running late. With that done she was out the door, ready for her day. Lydia I Waking about 11am Lydia came to with a light headache. She had been out the night before and partied hard. She stretched out, rolling herself out on the bed, trying to stretch all muscles awake. Feeling the soft sheets she was wrapped in she suddenly realised this wasn’t her bed, she’d gone home with someone last night! She heard water running from the ensuite and she Hardcore froze, suddenly feeling her nakedness all the more. A figure emerged in the doorway, I lithe figure wrapped in a sheer silk robe emerged. Delicate features, large soft eyes and a warm smile bounced over to her and into the bed with her, suddenly those large eyes all the closer, Lydia was able to appreciate the mix of colours that made up the girl’s eyes, so vivid catching the light rays coming from the late morning sun. The familiar smile transported Lydia back to the night before, she had been with some girlfriends at a local Latin dance club, she had been sipping at drinks all night, putting them down only to dance to her favourite tracks. Often guys would buy her drinks, she’d flash them a seductive smile and dance for a short while before moving on, drink in hand. What caught her off guard was when a short blonde with a beautiful smile approached her, having purchased a second cocktail. 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That way we can work on blowjob getting you both to a point where you love each other and can share things.” “She was probably right.” She tilted her head back to signal that she had had enough, but Jeff didn't lower the end. Closing his eyes and putting a hand to his forehead, James attempted to push back his lust and ignore the pain that came with doing so. She tasted delicious. He scolded her, “ it’s a cock slut not a penis!” The revelers, the whores, and the witnesses alike. "We'll wait here for a minute to see if she is followed, if not I'm going to call her and find out if she knows anything more. Splitting her legs apart causing her pussy to open releasing more cum to drip down her ass crack. "Right now, all I'm good for is one word at a time. “That sounds nice, I can’t wait,” said the bottomless Lucy. His cheeks were puffy Hardcore surrounding his broken jaw. She smiles and tells me she had a wonderful time, even with all the craziness that went on. 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