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Click hereMikayla's body let loose. A cry ripped from her as she came again, helplessly around the thick cock that drove home inside of her. He gasped as she tightened around him and he sank into her one last time, deep, hard, as his seed spilled inside of her. He stilled, and lay atop her, panting. She melted beneath his weight and purred, her pussy trembling around the softening rod of his cock.
After several moments to take a breath and get his weight settled on his feet again, he pulled free of her well-fucked pussy. Mikayla gasped at the shock of the emptiness she felt, feeling the mixture of their love making ooze from the swollen, bruised lips of her cunt. She shook as she got her hands beneath her and pushed herself up from the car. She found she couldn't stand, the pain of the bruises burning, and the lack of strength in her legs, so she sank back down against the unforgiving surface.
Colin stood and adjusted himself, zipping his pants. He reached for the girl and slid her panties in to place and lowered her skirt. She whimpered as the cotton chafed the bruised, swollen lips. His hands lifted her from the car and he sat on the hood, pulling Mikayla in to his lap and he kissed her sweetly, combing his fingers through her hair. She looked up at him with a smile and kissed him again, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Thank you," she heard rumbled through his shirt as she laid her head on his shoulder. She wanted to say something in return, but she didn't want to destroy the moment.
She was his.
Thank you so much for this sexually exciting story of what most women truly desire in a fantastic sexual lover. At least 5 plus stars!
Orpheum69
Now that is exactly what I've wanted! Being able to completely sexually satisfy a "man" sexually exactly the way he honestly wants to be satisfied. Having bruising on my inner thighs from really allowing "the man" took take the way he really wants is my real goal.
To use me for his sexual pleasure and satisfaction is something I always desire to give willing and eagerly.
Giving in to his sexual desires, every sexual desire within him, is my goal! I love going to work with visible sickies on my neck, breasts and inner thighs are my badges of sexual honor that others can see. They tell others that I truly sexually pleasure a real man!
Other women secretly wish that they could display those badges that my talent gave a "man."
Orpheum69