Stick It To Ayumi

Feminine and delicate legs still over my shoulders, I fit my thick fuck tool up into Ayumi’s labia. She stares up at me wide eyed and bushy tailed. I see in her eyes a rare moment of clarity of thought. She realizes I am about to breed her and that there is nothing she can do to stop me. All her defenses are on hiatus and she even opened herself up for me.

I grab a hold of Ayumi’s svelte child bearing teenage hips. She whimpers as she feels herself begin to stretch. With a smile Shelly whispers in Ayumi’s ear and her eyes widen causing her to whimper again this time in fear.

Shelly, my wife, gets up off Ayumi for me as I push her knees into her pert and firm gorgeous breasts. They may be smaller than my wife’s own but size is irrelevant to beauty and attractiveness. Women are silly for getting surgery just to satisfy some misogynistic confusion on what is attractive. I love the female body, and most definitely fucking the female body.

After leaning down to lock my lips onto Ayumi’s, I pound my cock up into her tight joy box. The **** I needed to bottom out in her coochie is absurd. I groan in pain and pleasure into her mouth from her cunt flexing its tight vaginal muscles around my baby maker.

“Oooooohhh foock!!!” Ayumi screams in pain into my own mouth as I punch my cock through her cherry. Rupturing her hymen; While, she is still on the high from a huge orgasmic wave crashing through her fertile teenage body.

Holding back my urge to pound Ayumi’s tight vulva and wreck her once innocent formerly virgin pussy. I let her hips and abdomen adjust to stretching to the max around my thick pynus being fucked up into her.

“Watashi wa… kole ga… tsume kanjiru… koto ga… dekita… shilanakatta” Breasts heaving as Ayumi tries to suck in air, she pants into my mouth and grimaces at the pain of her ruptured hymen and being so very stretched around my baby maker.

Slowly Ayumi begins respond to my kissing her though. She submits to my dominion of her reluctantly and wraps her arms around me. Her hands are pressing me against her knees harder against her chest. I pounder on whether I should actually pack her womb full of my seed or not. Judging by her soul sisters, I suspect that she is fertile now too as it is a full lunar month later. Do I really want to leave another teenager with child? Especially a Japanese foreign exchange student, I have no idea how letting an old man impregnate her would affect her life.