Damn sexy Katie Gets Fucked In A Limo

"Hey…" Milan says hesitantly after he entered the kitchen. He put reality on some clothes. "Are you okay?" "I dunno." The boy sits down on the cold floor facing me. "I can only imagine how confusing this must be." I smile awkwardly. "You bet." "But, do you want to hear my opinion on the matter? I don't think it should teen be confusing at all. We're just having fun together. That's not wrong." I shrug. "But it's gay. I'm not gay." Milan laughs. "I know you're not gay. You're very obviously not gay dude. And believe me, I'm an expert on being gay. You shouldn't be afraid of it." "Then why did I like that?" He smiles. "Because it's nice. Kissing is nice. Being affectionate is nice. Making me feel happy, is nice. That's supposed to be nice." "Straight men don't fuck other men." "That's not because they wouldn't like it," Milan says. "It's cumshot because they feel like they aren't allowed to do it. My brothers hated it, we all agreed that being 80 miles from a cell tower sucked, that our parents were medieval oppressors for sticking us in the vast reaches of nowhere with no hope of contact with our friends or the internet. Neither part was skinny per se, reality but the shaft appeared to widen more towards the tip. “For now, that’s all. My brother drew in a deep breath. You want to talk about girls? My futa-dick erupted over and over, splattering my tits with hot jizz. Even in the dark, I could make out his manhood. Perhaps their was a better way to get off than nutting on her dong. Her legs spread wider as she thought of him, her hips thrust into her fingers, her mind utterly submerged in submissive pleasure. “You can touch it if you like.” I felt my face start to glow; I was so humiliated. He was a 24-year-old teen college student who worked over the weekends because it was easy work and, honestly, a good part-time job was hard to find in a small town like Beaver Falls. “You’re Lucy, right?” I asked, “You’re the devil.” Someone might catch us, but that ache in my cock was so great I didn't care. As the music cumshot continued, Pinkie graced her legs and moved with the refinements of an natural stripper as she strained hard to pull her cunt lips apart even wider - stretching them and pulling her labia giving everyone a generous view inside. He put his hands on her hips, adjusted her slightly, and then slid his achingly hard cock into his daughter's cunt. The word crazy played back in her mind, and she immediately regretted saying it.