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She stood, arms at her sides, shoulders squared to give her breasts the best posture, feet together with one knee forward and a little to the side as if to hide as much as she could in her present state. He told her to turn so he could see her, and she obeyed reluctantly, letting him gaze upon her nearly-naked body, feeling his eyes upon her smooth, shaved legs, her strong, beautiful back, and most of all her ass, which she felt was too big but nevertheless when he saw it his eyes grew wide and he smiled. "Take off your clothes," he commanded her. Obediently she reached back and unclasped her top and let it fall as she tried teen to cover herself with one arm. Then she untied her belt and let it, too, fall to the ground, feeling even more vulnerable and trying more than ever to cover herself without appearing to do so. "Lay back," he commanded her, and she drew in a breath sharply and sat down on the bed. Sliding up, she rested her feet together on the edge of the bed and slowly reclined until her shoulders lay flat on the silken sheets, letting her knees fall to one side as she tried to cover her breasts with her arms. Closing her eyes, she laid her head to one side and waited for the inevitable. He was already bare-chested from fighting in the arena, and all he wore was his sword in its sheath and a bronze metal knee-length fighting skirt, which he promptly removed. Drawing his sword, he amateur now stood completely naked at the edge of the bed, his penis standing tall, rock-hard already, betraying how taken he was with this sexy woman lying before him on his bed. She felt the edge of the sword between her legs, and started slightly before understanding his meaning and slowly, reluctantly moving her knees apart. The touch of the sword continued until her legs were spread open as far as they would go, feet flat on the sheets at the corners and knees up in the air, completely exposed to this victorious gladiator to whom she had been presented. Then she felt the tip of the sword on her arms, and she obediently opened her arms as well, placing them above her head on the silk. To tell the truth, she felt warm and comfortable, somehow sensing he would be gentile. "Mom!" Sarah felt herself drift amateur back down into deep sleep and the dream started again. The Offer 6 month later February My petite body trembled, a mirror to Kimiko's getting reamed by Clint's dick. The thought briefly crossed my drug-addled mind that I was going to get my birthday fucking after all. Concentrating I thought, [Are you damaged Sheila?] Thanks for your readership. “Why?” Yes, of course I’ll marry you! “You can cum on my mouth whenever you want,” I said, my fingers reaching the satin fabric of her panties. She licked her lips and pressed her hand on my arm. “Damn,” I groaned. My nose rubbed her clit while inhaling the aroma of her fresh cum. His mind suddenly flew back to his dream, a vague deja vu feeling. I know that Anita was taking Sandy to the spa and the tattoo parlor today to have her body hair removed and to "decorate" her body. It was later that night that I couldn’t suppress the thoughts from the hike. Why?” “Whether you are friends remains to be seen. The sharp teeth of the clamps bit into Laura's titflesh, and she squealed in pain. Then she shook her head. And that's when I knew that I belong to you. I felt him grab both sides of my hips, pulling himself closer to my rear. “The Lowlands sanctioned me today.” Since she’d girlfriend told Derek she would accompany him, her mind returned to the costume with every other thought. Upon first glimpse of the haughty vampiress – teen unchanged from when we parted, still wearing the same old-fashioned yet flattering leathers – my heart leapt inside my orcish armour, threatened to burst through the under-padding and wrought orichalcum breastplate. The two cosplayers were incredible, the seemingly haphazard stitching of the many scraps of black blowjob and red fabric that made up their bodysuits left little to the imagination, there wasn’t a single ill-fit piece or loose wrinkle—the girls might as well have Hardcore been sewn into them. It felt good to get the accolades from him, but it would have felt a thousand percent better to be balls deep in Rebecca.