Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Retro Gay Porn Insest

I float my fingers out of you and lift them to the heat of my lips. Gazing into your eyes, brushing your sweet, wet scent past my nose and across my mouth, pouring the liquor of your desire onto my tongue. I intoxicate myself on your need to have me, and on my desire for you.

Within seconds, all five men were naked. I motioned for Steve to fall on me, to fill me with his hardness. He complied with the greatest alacrity. Alvin, his huge and heavy member clearly the instrument so feared by white racists fed himself into my receptive mouth. Mike and Duncan standing to our left stroked their cocks, watched us fuck. Miles to the right sat on the fabric covered square shaped stool in front of my vanity table. His balls hanging off the front side of the stool like a bunch of ripe grapes, he furiously stroked his cock.

I felt like I had been slapped and tears came to my eyes as Daddy, followed shortly by Charles, escorted me out. He threw me in the back of the car and slammed the door. When they both got in the front seat and Daddy began to drive Charles looked at me but spoke to Daddy.

At that moment I hoped it never stopped snowing.

"That's it Nate," exclaimed Vince, "fuck her! Fuck her good!"

"Yeah, it's no problem. I just had some trouble with my jaw. Any ways, what's up?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Why do you ask", Ron replied.

Jake sat for a moment and shook his head. "I don't know Sandy; I mean I really don't feel up to going out right now."

"That could've been you," he said to Nocturna, hearing a slur in his words.

She pulled out, the cock now covered in saliva. Marci stuck her tongue out, trying to get the cock she was so hungry for back inside her. Letting one hand go, Gwen gave the cock a good long stroke, the spit that coated it oozing through her fingers. She reached behind her and pulled her ass cheek, rubbing the saliva in. Her crotch bucked wildly as a wave of pleasure rode through her. Mindlessly she shoved the cock back in Marci's mouth. Still totally unaware of what she was doing she pushed the cock deeper, grabbing on to Marci's sloppy wet tits as she closed her eyes and bucked deeper and deeper.

Rick and Jim thrust in and out of Ann, alternating between short circular strokes making her coo and long, powerful thrusts that caused her to cry out. Sometimes entering as the other was exiting, making her pant, sometimes shoving both cocks deep inside her at once and knocking the air out of her. Ann was moaning loudly now.

"We thought that might be what you liked about it," said Mark.

Not to be left out, Darren knelt down and sucked on one tit, and Tommy turned his attention to the other. I stood back and watched, proud that this sexy, wanton woman was mine to take home when we'd all finished for the night.

It was around eleven thirty when William was doing the grind with Mary and I was off a little with Lynn and her stiletto heel broke. She tumbled to the floor; really I was not intending to look up her crotch as she fell over it just happened. Holding onto me she hopped back to the table and was seated.

“Objection sustained. Answer the question Ms. Camille.”

"Of course, wait that didn't come out right. Heather, I mean Gary, I've always found Heather sexy, but would never act on it."

"I think I should probably go. It's awfully late and I'm kind of tired," I said nervously and moved to the edge of the bed.

"Why not come over, say tomorrow evening if you are free, and try the dress on again? I promise to give you my candid opinion. Peter won't be around. He's at an office function; a retirement do I think."

Amy hadn't said "Do you no longer think I'm attractive?" or "Are you tired of drawing the same model all the time?", or "Do I no longer inspire you artistically like I did?". All of these were valid interpretations of her words, and all were quite different in meaning, and I was now sure that there would be many other possible interpretations if I stopped and thought about it for long enough. But I wasn't in the mood to play 'guess what's in my head' with this naked woman. The distracting beauty of her body had a tendency to blur rational thought.

I kept licking while her fingers again languidly ran through my hair. My knees were barking from sitting on the hard floor but the house had high ceilings and she couldn't weigh more than 90 or 92 pounds and I'll bet at least 15 of that was in her monstrous hooters. Holding onto her hips, I carefully rose to my feet, supporting her back with one hand. Easing her upright, I stood with my head thrust back slightly and her legs spread parallel to the floor, her cunt sitting on my mouth. She was squealing in delight "Oh, yeah, be careful honey, yeah, eat me, babe." Licking the fresh juices from her opening, I shifted to her clit and again sucked it into my mouth. A short time later, she locked her fingers into my hair like claws and screamed as a stream of cunt juice flooded my face.






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