Alexia’s analised, Riolta rides

Alexia was so caught up with enjoying having her ass fucked by the biggest, thickest cock that she’d ever been lucky enough to lie eyes upon that at first she didn’t fully comprehend that something was stopping her hand from coming back to hit her ass, and indeed it took her a few seconds before realized that what was stopping the movement of her hand was that Redmond had removed one of his hands from her waist and instead used it to grab hold of her wrist and hold her whole arm in a firm grip which made it perfectly clear that she was to stop what she was doing.

Having long since reached the point where she would gladly accept whatever that Redmond had planned for them, Alexia allowed her arm to go limp against his grip to signal that she would comply with his wishes, and was rewarded for it by him letting go off her wrist and allowing her arm to dangle down by her side as he pulled his elbow back, squeezed the fingers of his hand together, and then used it to offer one of the bulging, firm cheeks of her stunningly gorgeous butt a perfectly measured smack that caused a little wetness to exit her drooling pussy and to be smeared down alongside the insides of her thighs where she stood in front of him with her legs pressed together and her cinnamon ring obscenely distended by the girth of his ginormous fuckpiece.

Said cinnamon ring would have droplets of precum shot out of it as Redmond, after he had first grabbed hold of Alexia’s waist with both hands, began to extract his cock from her anal passage, with the former watchman thrusting his hips and his ass back until only the fist-sized crown of his cock remained lodged inside the nubile young blonde titqueen’s astonishingly tight asshole, with the raised brim of his beefy cockhead appearing just in front of the elastic ring of muscles as it pressed down on the rest of the bulbous slab of meat, though Redmond felt certain that those droplets of precum that was sucked out of Alexia’s rear-entrance to be sent flying back to patter against his thighs and stomach would later be dealt with by her.

With one gloved hand still hauled over the railing and the other now squeezed up into a ball as it and the arm to which it belong dangled in front of her legs as they remained pressed tight together, Alexia let out a long, girlish noise as Redmond retained his hold of her waist as he reintroduced the whole length of his cock into her anus, not stopping his forward thrust until his violently throbbing balls were weighing against the back of her thighs.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…” Alexia mumbled out as she was treated to the dual sensations of Redmond’s fuckstick pumping against the walls of her asshole and his right releasing its hold of her, with her voice becoming both clearer and louder so that her mumblings were transformed into a “OH FUCK!!!!!” that could probably be heard over in the Kettle as her lover’s hand left a glowing red imprint on the side of her right buttock.

Satisfied with Alexia once more displaying a very spirited response to what he was doing to her, Redmond bared his teeth in a slightly unhinged smile as he felt the tips of her fingers tap against his heavy testes before she suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled it back to press it against the wall as shored up his grasp of her slim waist once more and repeated the process of delivering his mammoth schlong from the snug confines from the depths of her well-fucked rectum.

The way in which Alexia’s bung was milking and massaging his stiff member as it stood out from between his legs with all the firmness of a bowsprit had led Redmond to experience a familiar build-up of pressure in his scrotum, and the way in which the sac was now stretched smooth by the ample amounts of cum that filled it as his balls beat inside it was one clear indication that he now didn’t have long to go before it was time for him to render Alexia absolutely coated with his jizz, another being the steady thumping of his fuckmast as it formed a sort of obscene bridge between his pelvis and her ass.

Alexia was a couple of seconds in to the mad scream that followed Redmond’s hand slapping against her buttock for the third consecutive time when he suddenly re-established his hold of her waist and plunged his horsecock balls deep into her narrow passage, and the cock-crazed, huge-titted young super-slut achieved the impossible by managing to intensify the deliriously lustful character of her shriek as she felt her asshole be invaded by her lover’s colossal pillar of prime-grade fuckmeat at the same time as her girlcum poured freely down her legs while more of it shoot out from between the well-defined lips of her foaming bald pussy to wash clean the stone wall in front of her.

Acting purely on instinct, Alexia thrust her right hand in under her stomach and down between her thighs and pressed it against her squirting pussy, not extracting it before the palm and fingers of it had been wholly coated in her clear juices, juices which she then did away with by turning her head to the right so that Redmond could her face in profile as she held her hand up in front of her lips and made quite a spectacle out of lapping the girlcum off her hand with her nimble tongue, though she was **** to stop what she was doing and groan out as she was immersed into a cross-eyed state of cock-induced ecstasy by him seesawing his cock in and out of her ass with all the vigour that he could muster, with Redmond being much too focused on what he was doing to reflect on the fact that he should have been utterly exhausted long ago at this point.

Angelika was by now pumping her wrist back and forth so that her three digits were plunged in and out past Sasha’s ringpiece, suggesting to anyone who might be spying on them from down on the street that she was preparing her blonde friend to be ravaged by Redmond in case he would suddenly demonstrate superhuman strength and agility by jumping across to their balcony, while two of the fingers on her other hand was busy strumming against Sasha’s delicate clit, making it quite impossible to discern what exactly was the main cause for the shrill cries of lust that the buxom blonde was directing towards Jina’s derriere as she plunged that sole digit of her in and out of it.

Sasha had just enough time in between Angelika pulling away her hands from her pussy and asshole and her using them to tug apart the firm halves of her heart-shaped ass so that she could thrust her tongue in through her distended sphincter to jab two of her own fingers into Jina’s drenched quim, triggering a scream from the brunette which was unusually fiery and bawdy even for her and then being quite a show-off in how she gulped down some of the wetness which had attached itself to her fingers before finishing off by causing a loud, sharp crack to ring across the open area separating the two balconies through the sending of her hand to smack into Jina’s left ass-cheek.

“Really?” Hudds replied to what Emmanuella had said, though his gaze was currently aimed at an undetermined point behind her right shoulder, and his strained voice serving along with those rather vacant eyes of his to imply that he had a hard time engaging her in a conversation while simultaneously attempting to overcome the danger that the snugness of her soaked pussy around his cock would **** to surrender his next load much sooner than he would have liked.

“Hudds?” Emmanuella could hardly fail to notice that her lover wasn’t nearly as focused on her as she grown accustomed to over the last couple of days, “I’m down here baby…”

“Really?” Hudds said again, though this time he actually dared to put a little emotion into his voice as he smiled down at Emmanuella where she was propped up in the sofa, his balls jumping in his sac as he caught hold of how her eyes were looking up at him with the sort of nature about him that would have led his old self to spill his load there and then.

“Uh-huh, though it’s okay if you don’t recognize me,” Emmanuella said, once more referring to the excess amounts of jizz which currently decorated practically every inch of her fantabulously delectable body, “but I’m the horny slut lying here feeling thankful that you chose my tight little honey pot to ram your cock into.”

“Fuck,” Hudds said just before he cracked his lips into a tired smile, “I’ll be lucky to last three minutes like this.”

“Do you want me to shut up?” Emmanuella asked impishly, finding the opportunity to tease Hudds a little much to appetizing to pass up.

“No,” Hudds smiled again, “I just don’t want you to say anything.”

“Oh…” Emmanuella managed to coo out before she closed her eyes and parted her lips at the feel of Hudds sliding almost all of his cock out of her pussy before plunging the fourteen-inch rod of thick, sheeny fuckmeat balls-deep into her foaming, quivering twat.

Doing the same thing once more, Hudds completely forgot all about lasting for as long as possible or where his balls were supposed to be nestled in and instead approached the prospect of him managing to fuck Emmanuella as intensely as possible with a fanatical degree of single-mindedness, allowing nothing to deter him from his efforts to increase the speed with which his cock was disappearing into her hot, wet cunt, not even the mad screams that she let out as she trashed around in front of him on the sofa or when the tenth of his breakneck-paced thrusts was followed by her releasing another plume of girlcum, this one splattering itself in a wide, patchy line which ran from the base of Hudds’ stomach up over his chest and onto his face, with pure chance ensuring that his cheeks and forehead would end up having been particularly decorated with fat dollops of her honey.

Arianne remained where she had been when Emmanuella had issued her with the command that she had yet to fulfil, with the whore turned maid standing there with her mouth agape and her pussy soaked as she followed how Hudds slid his cock in and out of Emmanuella’s gushing pussy at a pace that belied the awe-inspiring size of his member.

One of Emmanuella’s hands was still clutching the back of the sofa, though the piece of furniture was now making the sort of groaning noises that suggested that it wouldn’t last for much longer before breaking down into several pieces, while the other was no longer holding the lips of her pussy apart but was instead clutched around one of Hudds’ wrists as his hands were holding onto her chest, with the thumb of each hand pressing against the underside of respective gargantuan globe of firm, supple titflesh and the rest of his fingers were dug into the sides of said gravity-defying, perfectly rounded boobs.

Though neither of them reflected on it, it was unclear if Emmanuella would continue to squirt out more of her honey with each forward thrust from Hudds if he was to last for thirty minutes again before blowing his load, but so far she was showing no signs of coming down from her orgasmic high.

Riolta had been much too swept up in her orgasmic bliss to really register how it had happened, but she now suddenly found herself lying in the grass, on her side, with one of her legs wrapped over Harold’s as he lied behind her, one of his arms serving as support for her head while the other was bent round in front of so that he could fondle one of her heavy breasts while his monstercock slid in and out of her ringpiece with faultless regularity.

“Fuck… fuck me… stop!” Riolta suddenly cried out, leading Harold to stop what he was doing and leave his cock about halfway buried inside her ass.

“What?” Harold asked, hoping very much that Riolta had come down with a headache and was about to leave him with the most agonizing case of blue balls in all of history, human or otherwise.

“I… I want to ride you,” Riolta shared with Harold as she reached back to wrap her fingers around the part of cock that wasn’t currently entrenched in her wildly dilated asshole.

“Right…” Harold’s relief came across in the tone of his voice, and he couldn’t resist the temptation to dig his fingers a little tighter into the unyielding mass of her left breast as he prompted her to let go off his cock by pushing his hips forwards so that more and more of it disappeared into her anal canal.

Once Harold had his balls pressing against the back of Riolta’s thighs and had **** her to release a throaty, high-pitch groan which struck him as being incredibly sexy, he let go off her tit and moved his hand down so that it rested against the centre of her firm midriff before rolling over onto his back and taking her with him.

As Riolta straightened herself up so that she was seated on top of Harold, straddling his waist with her legs spread out across his, the strapping stud jumped on the opportunity to gawk at how the base of his cock disappeared up into her asshole and how its circumference had resulted in her buttocks being pushed apart to make her ass look even bigger and juicier than what was usually the case, and how her ass led up to the dramatic shape of her slender waist, on top of which the size of her luscious breasts meant that plenty of them stood out beyond her ribs to that he could admire them even from behind while her arms were bent up over her head while she ran her fingers through her lustrous tresses of black hair.

“Enjoying the view?” Riolta asked past her shoulder as she turned her head to send Harold a smile which left him not feeling particularly bothered about the fact that her arms coming down to grab hold of his thighs meant that his view of her boobs was blocked.

“Yeah…” Harold more or less groaned out in response to Riolta’s highly superfluous
question.

“Good,” Riolta’s smile grew wider and nastier, “I’ll be fondling your balls all the way through me riding you, but it’s probably for the best if you tell me when you’re about to blow your load.”

“Okay.” Harold nodded.

“I like you Harold,” Riolta suddenly admitted, “you’re the strong, silent, ridiculously well-hung type.”

“Now,” Riolta continued as she tightened her hold of his thighs and braced herself for what she was about to do, “let’s see if I can’t make you scream and holler by riding you like the cum-hungry whore I am.”