Sabina ...

Evidently a somewhat more reasonable person than Svera, Stephanie simply pulls and shucks off all her lingerie and proceeds immediately to the fucking, swiftly impaling herself upon your straining unrelieved erection. There is a sweet soft whimpering victimhood about her, as if she is struggling in vain against your massive cock, her irresistible addiction to it, or both, and there's something about that coming from as sweet a girl as Stephanie that seriously turns you on. You take charge of the fuck, grabbing Stephanie's ass and getting her on a bed, then jackhammering into her. Her squeals of pleasure come higher and higher. You bring your head down to lick and suck those hugely augmented knockers of hers, those aureoles so wide and bright and pink against her exquisitely tanned skin, and her squeals become screeches of ecstasy. At last you just plain fuck her, driving into her like an out-of-control machine, and her poor sweet voice hits an octave worthy of a whistling tea kettle. Once she has begun to thrash her way through her own orgasm, you pull out and your sex-crazed sixteen-incher lets fly right then, shooting it shot thick jism for Stephanie -- and several other women -- to see.

You are not even done climaxing when you recognize the woman directly before you, one of the most famous models from Stats by Pratts, a firm that sells sports gear while mixing it up with sports gambling, certain bars, and beautiful models. The naturally super-stacked brunette is none other than Sabina Molina, whose pictorials avaible on the Net have driven you crazy time and time again.

"You!" you say, too amazed to even care that you're still ejaculating. "You're Sabina Molina!"

Smiling in her typically winning sunny way, she puts a finger to her lips. "Shhh! I'm really not supposed to be here!" she teases. Then her whole face lights up as she appreciates your feat. "Oh my God -- you just came, so much -- and you're still hard!" The way she rubs and rocks her pelvis, you sense that she can't wait to situate her pelvis right on top of you ... or rather, it ...