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lips felt like they might actually crack, but I didn’t care. I could taste his briny pre-cum as it leaked out, and swallowed it eagerly. I had to go slower than I really wanted to; I needed to coat his cock with my saliva in order to get it to ease down my throat.
I used one hand to spread my spit down the shaft; soon, I could feel the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, my eyes starting to water, my body reacting to the sensation of suffocation. I breathed raggedly through my nose and pressed further, feeling a strangely satisfying pop as his cock pressed even further down my throat.
I tried to swallow but couldn’t; my throat only managed to further massage his cock. But I couldn’t take any more; with a loud gasp, I fell backwards, catching my breath. In a second, I was back, my tongue dancing up and down the shaft as I started to bob eagerly up and down on his cock, loving the little groans he was making as my throat enveloped his dick.
I deep-throated him again, feeling him pulse inside me, moving my head only just enough to breathe as his hips began to grind against my face. His hands fell to each side of my face, holding me in place. My body thrilled, pussy dripping, from the powerful way he was fucking my mouth, with no regard to my poor, aching throat. I could barely breathe, my stomach flipping over and over again as he pushed into my throat, activating my gag reflex.
My tongue was darting somewhat frantically around the base of his cock, my nerves on fire, my muscles acting of their own accord. Suddenly, he pulled out, trailing saliva from my lips. I looked up at him; his grip on my head increased and he pushed me back against the hood of the car.
“ I need to feel you,” he growled into my ear, leaning forward, the heat baking off his body in waves. I undulated beneath him, my slit wet, my back arching, hips desperately rising. His hands fell to my dress, pulling it upwards, then grabbed my panties and ripped them off in a single motion. He threw them off into the distance; somewhere, in the back of my mind, I knew I wasn’t getting them back. Someone would find them the next day and know that a dirty little girl had been up there. The idea only turned me on more; I could feel his cock pressed against my slit.
I was lying at an angle, my hips lower than my shoulders, the slope of the car’s hood making me slide downwards, gravity pressing me onto Boon’s massive erection. I moaned as I felt the head push through my still-tight lips, then cried out as I felt his cock plunge into me, ripping through my pussy, dancing lights appearing before my eyes as my body accepted his hugeness with pleasure.
He gripped my waist and pulled me upwards slightly, lifting my hips from the hood. He slowly began to pump in and out of me, drawing all my blood immediately to my face as I let myself get carried away on the waves of ecstasy that came from each thrust. His cock was hitting deep inside me, sweet, tender spots that dazzled my senses. The night air was warm and fragrant, the stars above us a dizzying circle.
I groaned and let him fuck me hard, his desperation for my body as arousing as the things his fantastic cock was doing to my pussy. There were wet sounds as my slit sucked him in on each stroke, enveloping him in my warmth, begging for more each time he withdrew. I could feel the walls of my pussy contracting around him, my arms lying limp but tense above my head.
Suddenly, I felt myself lifted up by the lower back, and found myself sitting upright on the hood. My legs parted wider and I wrapped them around Boon’s back, pulling him towards me. I reached out and grabbed his neck; our eyes met in the moonlight, both wide with desire, and I felt him slow down. He grabbed me closer and held his cock deep inside me, making slow grinding motions with his hips.
I felt something settle into place inside me as a rush of warmth flowed through my veins; his cock had hit something beautiful,
I used one hand to spread my spit down the shaft; soon, I could feel the head hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, my eyes starting to water, my body reacting to the sensation of suffocation. I breathed raggedly through my nose and pressed further, feeling a strangely satisfying pop as his cock pressed even further down my throat.
I tried to swallow but couldn’t; my throat only managed to further massage his cock. But I couldn’t take any more; with a loud gasp, I fell backwards, catching my breath. In a second, I was back, my tongue dancing up and down the shaft as I started to bob eagerly up and down on his cock, loving the little groans he was making as my throat enveloped his dick.
I deep-throated him again, feeling him pulse inside me, moving my head only just enough to breathe as his hips began to grind against my face. His hands fell to each side of my face, holding me in place. My body thrilled, pussy dripping, from the powerful way he was fucking my mouth, with no regard to my poor, aching throat. I could barely breathe, my stomach flipping over and over again as he pushed into my throat, activating my gag reflex.
My tongue was darting somewhat frantically around the base of his cock, my nerves on fire, my muscles acting of their own accord. Suddenly, he pulled out, trailing saliva from my lips. I looked up at him; his grip on my head increased and he pushed me back against the hood of the car.
“ I need to feel you,” he growled into my ear, leaning forward, the heat baking off his body in waves. I undulated beneath him, my slit wet, my back arching, hips desperately rising. His hands fell to my dress, pulling it upwards, then grabbed my panties and ripped them off in a single motion. He threw them off into the distance; somewhere, in the back of my mind, I knew I wasn’t getting them back. Someone would find them the next day and know that a dirty little girl had been up there. The idea only turned me on more; I could feel his cock pressed against my slit.
I was lying at an angle, my hips lower than my shoulders, the slope of the car’s hood making me slide downwards, gravity pressing me onto Boon’s massive erection. I moaned as I felt the head push through my still-tight lips, then cried out as I felt his cock plunge into me, ripping through my pussy, dancing lights appearing before my eyes as my body accepted his hugeness with pleasure.
He gripped my waist and pulled me upwards slightly, lifting my hips from the hood. He slowly began to pump in and out of me, drawing all my blood immediately to my face as I let myself get carried away on the waves of ecstasy that came from each thrust. His cock was hitting deep inside me, sweet, tender spots that dazzled my senses. The night air was warm and fragrant, the stars above us a dizzying circle.
I groaned and let him fuck me hard, his desperation for my body as arousing as the things his fantastic cock was doing to my pussy. There were wet sounds as my slit sucked him in on each stroke, enveloping him in my warmth, begging for more each time he withdrew. I could feel the walls of my pussy contracting around him, my arms lying limp but tense above my head.
Suddenly, I felt myself lifted up by the lower back, and found myself sitting upright on the hood. My legs parted wider and I wrapped them around Boon’s back, pulling him towards me. I reached out and grabbed his neck; our eyes met in the moonlight, both wide with desire, and I felt him slow down. He grabbed me closer and held his cock deep inside me, making slow grinding motions with his hips.
I felt something settle into place inside me as a rush of warmth flowed through my veins; his cock had hit something beautiful,
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