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Preachers Sex ToyEach testicle was the size of a kiwi fruit. His ball sack was beautiful and hairless. I spent a lot of time sucking and licking his gonads after I finished my wine. I stood and turned away from him while standing between his legs and began to sit down on his cock-head. As it touched my sphincter, I reached under and grabbed balls again. As he arched himself upwards, I moved away slightly. “If your cock doesn’t slide right in..” I said, “Then that means you’re going to have to tongue my ass a little more to lube it up. Now get to work!”on My own pathetic cock was dripping pre-cum. I should have been born with a real pussy because I have no use for my own cock and orgasms can be had with just the right stimulation in my anus. For the last several years, my ass and mouth were made to please a man, but they were made to be pleased by both men and women. Either way, I had to settle with what I had and make the best of it. I dressed and acted like a whore trying to get her cum fix, but I was only fucked by other boys ever since high school. His tongued pressed deep into my anus. It was enough to put me over edge, but I held off. “Oh yeahhh.”, I moaned. “Damn! That tongue feels so good. Lick my balls while you’re there. Show them some appreciation, daddy.” I started grinding my hole into his face to get him in deep. His tongue sent waves of pleasure through me. I met him through an ad on Craigslist, and he was much older than I. He wanted me to meet him at a hotel room in a neighboring town because he didn’t want folks from his church to see him parked at a hotel. I dressed up kaçak iddaa like a cosplay slut with pink hair and went straight from my car to his room. When I knocked on the door, he answered with only a bathrobe and a bulge. For a ‘church going man’ he looked like the typical used car salesman. We had a few glasses of wine and talked about what kinks we were into. He was into the idea of fucking a girl that had a small cock. This was pretty much what he got with me. I wasn’t asking for monetary compensation. I only asked that he replace my stockings if he ripped the ones I had on. It’s strange how lately, more and more religious guys like to engage in bisexual liaisons. Their wives just don’t seem to give them what they want. I put on a little lingerie, makeup, heels and cosplay wig, and I become anything they want for a while. Word gets around for a little while, then I take part in a gang bang. Like I said, I don’t charge, but I do accept little gifts like lingerie, cosplay wigs and heels… Men with fantasies are really thoughful. By now, I could feel slobber dripping from my ass. I backed up once again and lined up my brown-eye with his cock. Like a knife through butter, his cock slid right into my boi-pussy. IT FELT GREAT! That’s the only way I can describe a good dicking without much resistance. I wiggled my ass to get him in good and deep. He let out a low moan and reached around with one hand grabbing a nipple, while the other felt around for my poor excuse for a penis. I love a set of large manly hands on my flesh. I began to rock my hips a little to get him up deep into my tipobet güvenilir mi guts.We kept this up for a while, and we would take a break every now and then and I would suck him off or tongue his balls. He had a thing for my ass, but he enjoyed rubbing my small cock. He urged me to talk dirty to him when I could. He confessed that his wife put off having sex because she felt it was getting ‘dirtier’, but refused to divorce because of her faith. I hushed him to redirect his mind to the present – us. I was all he needed tonight. I leaned up against a chair and stuck my ass out and told him that it was the only thing he had to worship that night, and I would service his cock in ways that she couldn’t. With that, I stood on my high heels and gyrated my ass for him as he drank a little more wine. The slut in me was coming out tonight. After reaming me with a dildo for a while, my legs began to feel like jelly and shake like a virgin on opening night. I straddled both of his legs, while he sat, in order to keep from dropping to the floor as my knees grew weak. My dick was rock hard and dripping like a faucet. I moaned as I took him as deep as I could into me. Large men with a little belly bulge seem to hide a lot of cock in there somewhere. It felt as if my intestines were being pushed into my stomach by a nine inch fuck-stick. “God dammit!”, I moaned… “Fuck that boi-twat, daddy.” “Shove that pony dick into your little slut’s pussy.” I was writhing and shaking like it was my wedding night. He arched his back upwards and I was riding high on his cock as he pushed bets10 another few inches into me. “Take it!” He groaned, like a b**st. “Take this cock in your guts!” He yelled as his balls slapped upwards slamming into my own little testicles, racking them with pain. It hurt so fucking good. Jizm began to spurt from my cock hole although it was far from orgasm. It was an involuntary reaction to being nothing more than a fuck-hole for a real man’s cock. I held on for dear life as my bucking bronco shoved what seemed like a medium-sized armadillo up my man-hole. After a few more thrusts, he turned me around on his cock, to face him, and began fucking me again, smashing my miniature cock up against his belly. He stood up carrying me and laying my on a lounger. With his cock still in my boi-pussy, he rammed me good, sending shockwaves of lust and pain up into me. My balls were aching to unload by now. He positioned my legs and heels over his shoulders. His hips were thrusting his cock into me and I passed out for a moment. My sperm shot out all over my stomach as he continued to shove his piston into my chamber. I was as useless as a ragdoll as he continued to fuck me silly until I lapsed into another wave of u*********sness. I came to just as he hit his peak and began to fill his condom full of man-juice. His testicles unloaded what seemed like a quart of hot semen into the condom. When his cock emerged from my ass, which was still trembling in spasms, I pulled off his rubber and licked the sperm from the head of his cock. I tied off the condom and ran it along my nipples. It was still hot to the touch from the steaming semen. For nearly a week, my ass felt like it had been used to park a freight train. We even made plans to fuck next to train tracks as a train passed by some late afternoon. This was an Indiana night to hope for.

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