Brunette Takes Hard Doggystyle!

When he opened the door to the lockers, he saw that he was alone. The other boys had already left, leaving him to undress in peace. There would be no need to face the wall or anything. It felt oddly liberating. Life really was all about the small things... Just as he stepped out of his sweatpants, the door to the locker room opened and someone stepped in. As the figure turned to close the door behind them, Antoine saw that it adorable was Alison. "Wh-what the fuck!" he shouted. Antoine scrambled to cover his lower body with his pants. Alison placed a finger in front of her mouth. "Shhh" she hushed as she walked towards him. She was still wearing her gym clothes. "Wh-why are you in here?!" Antoine stammered. His heart was pounding with the force of a thousand drums. "To see you," Alison said, a hungry glint in her eyes. Antoine had seen that look before; on Hardcore Suzy, right before she wrapped her lips around his dick. He wasn't sure if he liked it or hated it. When Alison stood right in front of him, she amateur stopped. This close up, Antoine saw how attractive Alison really was. She stood about two inches shorter than him. Her hair was a light copper red, and it framed a pretty face with skin that was ever so slightly pale. She had a pert nose, with a few freckles on her cheeks. Her eyes were hazel-colored, and right now they were staring straight at Antoine. Antoine swallowed. He felt his dick begin to harden. As if hearing petite his thoughts, Alison grabbed his hands tits and gently pushed them to the side. Andy let his grow out in some sort tits of effort to be rebellious. “I’m such a mess. “Let me fucking go, Tad!” Morgan turned back to Murph, standing between the two. The top of her saree fell off her shoulders but Manya didn’t bother to adjust it since she was going to lie down. Jo whipped her top off. Drivas was trying to sit up quickly discovering that her head felt as if it were going to split open. adorable It felt like an electric current flowed between us and when the song was over Hardcore Sally's remorse was over and the Jon thing was over...just like somebody flipped petite a switch. I lay there panting. "Yes?" I bolted amateur to my feet and marched around the table. Also, if you liked my story, please up-vote it. Not that he was interested in finding out. To be continued? “Yes!” I howled as she filled me to the hilt.