ATAS
- Umur 18 Tahun
- Warga Jepun
- Warga India
- Zakar 10 Inci
- Umur 19 Tahun
- Remaja Asia
- Matang
- Remaja
- Warga Arab
- Urut
- Warga Rusia
- Kemalangan
- Babe
- Warga Turki
- Cuckold
- Transgender
- Warga Indonesia
- Warga German
- Warga Afrika
- Warga Asia Tua
- Warga Asia
- Malaikat
- Bbw
- 3d
- Amatur
- Dubur
- Meningkat Usia
- Lubang Punggung
- Remaja Gemuk
- Dubur Remaja
- Antara Kaum
- Orang Kurang Upaya -Tiada Tangan Atau Kaki
- Lesbian
- Pelakon Wanita
- Bertiga
- Pemilihan Pelakon
- Comel
- 69
- Lesbian Remaja
- Menghisap Zakar
- Gay
- Pantat/ Punggung
- Seks / Persetubuhan
- Berempat
- Dubur Orang Asia
- Lesbian Matang
- Antik
- Warga Argentina
- Warga Albania
- Dominasi Perempuan
- Perhambaan
- Dari Punggung Ke Mulut
- Penjilatan Punggung
- Penumbuk Dalam Dubur
- Warga Austria
- Uji Bakat
- Hisap Batang/ Zakar
- Warga Australia
- Aerobik
- Manik Dubur
Usually she just opened the door. Manjula was standing by the window, her divine figure framed by the bright sun, wearing nothing but a shy smile. Her right hand was over her breasts, with something shiny-looking between her fingers. Her left hand brandished a printed sheet of paper, blocking the view of her pussy. What was going on? "I saw the doctor." She passed him the shiny thing, exposing her breasts. It was a packet of birth control pills.
“Yeah I did.” She said. “Are you sure you want to stay?” I ask. “No!” Lucilla moaned. “Don’t you mind, we are taking good care of it,” her mother said in jest and they all laughed. By the time he had stripped off his clothes and lay on the table, his penis was already about half hard. The officers told me that it was tight. Alice saw the look on my face and guessed what the problem might be. Ursula asked.
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We're nowhere near done." Her pussy giggled. All characters depicted in this story are above the age of 18. Chapter 6 I couldn't think straight. The dildo in my ass was stretching me out. My ass burned from its size, holding me open and filling me. But, what was worse than the dildo was my sister's shit. It had taken over my senses. It's all I could smell, taste, feel, and think about. I spent the next 10 minutes trying to hold the turd down. If I threw it up, I would have to swallow it down again—or otherwise drown. As much as drowning had its appeal, a small part of me liked what was happening. I felt special, like my service to these women gave me purpose. It's as if I could finally be useful to women, and that gave me worth. Maybe if Lauren saw how good of a toilet I was, she would take me with her to college to serve as her toilet. Then, I could be with her again. Or, maybe I was going insane from the toxic shit inside of me. My thoughts were interrupted by a woman walking into my stall. She was a cute Asian teenager, perhaps of Filipino heritage. She was petite, and had little curvature. She wore a tight, short white dress. Her dark tan skin contrasted against the whiteness of her outfit, and I thought she looked beautiful. She peered down into the toilet and giggled at the sight of me. Her smile was friendly in a bubbly way. She was cute, and I was excited to service her. I hoped she only had to pee. Maybe that would get the taste of my sister's shit out of my mouth. She pulled her dress over her head, revealing an amazing body. She was toned, with a flat stomach and small tits. Her tits had dark, puffy nipples. They were perfectly sized, and would fit nicely in a hand. "Not that it would ever be my hand," I thought to myself. Nevertheless, I would get to share in an intimate act with this cute teen, and that made me tingle. I started to get erect again while admiring the musculature of her thighs. "Notice anything special about me, toilet?" she asked, in a playful and seductive voice. I scanned her body, looking for something unexpected. My eyes stopped at her red laced panties. It was difficult to tell from my angle, but her pubic mound seemed to bulge more than the other girls I had seen. Dakota got up and kissed me, then kissed Jill before heading off to the bathroom to shower. Mother and daughter had similar dark reddish-brown nipples and large areola, but it was easy to see the clear difference of which set had fed a baby and which set had yet to. Decked out in jeans, a casual green shirt, and a pair of his favorite converse shoes, Aiden was an all around typical American teen. The flaming blade left a sweep of heat that burst into dancing fire. Kate pouted cutely. Phillipa swallowed while her wife came closer to me. Maurice was just gorgeous.