definite tang of feminine musk — the residue of love juices from the healthy young girl’s pussy. Looking up at him from under silken lashes, she slowly lowered her open mouth over her captor’s prick. Drawing in her lips to form a taut protective ring over her teeth, the girl ducked her head, taking in the man’s cock while she tickled the shaft with her flickering tongue. Her efforts brought a groan of helpless pleasure from the Captain.
The first touch of her lips had brought his wakening penis to full flower, and now his cock had swelled, hardened, filled her mouth as she went down on him. The pirate Captain felt a wild thrill of elation as he looked down on the beautiful dark-haired girl, on her knees before him, as she bent her head submissively to take his stiff prick into her lovely mouth. It was at such times that the dangerous job seemed worth all the risks.
Her head bobbed slowly, plunging down on him, and then slowly rising back up until his cock, rigid and gleaming with her saliva, popped free.
“Let’s get a little more action goin’! I want to see some enthusiasm here, or do I have to pepper that tail of yours to get you movin’?” he threatened.
Mallory took in the words, aware of her own rising excitement. She was a cocksucker! The words sent a crazy thrill through her. A perverse surge of lust rose in her own loins as the full realization of what she was doing sank in. She was determined to get it over quickly. She brought her flattened tongue up in long, wet strokes, slithering up his quivering length, topping each delicious shiver that went through him, by a lavish swirl around the taut crown.
His working fingers clenched, grabbing fistfuls of silky hair to hold onto as the girl used her wet, lively tongue, working him over thoroughly with lips, and mouth, and tongue. He arced back, his body stiffening in the throes of excruciating pleasure.
“Oooooh. Yeah that’s right. ” The groan that escaped his lips turned into a deep earthy rumble, “Suck me! Suck me off!”
His beautiful cocksucker dutifully went down on him with renewed determination, plunging deep, holding his throbbing penis in her warm moist mouth; then she began drawing on him, sucking gently, then more insistently, as her head began to methodically bob up and down in mechanical rhythm, the circle of her taut lips tight around his thick, wet shaft.
His cry was no more than a tight-lipped grunt. His trembling hands lightly cupped the girl’s head, as she bobbed up and down on him in an increasingly steady rhythm, sucking harder now. His roaming hands tightened on her, clamping her head. He held her as he drew back, extracting his glistening prick until she held only the very head between her lips. And then, holding her head rigidly between his hands, he proceeded to fuck Ms Mallory Channing’s pretty face. In the silence of that room you could hear the slurping, wet, sucking sounds as the pirate chief bucked his hips in ragged rhythm, driving his cock in and out of his cocksucker’s wet clinging lips.
No man, no matter how well controlled, could withstand such exquisite torture. Yet he struggled to hold on, clenching his fists, tightening his buttocks, while pressing the girl’s face into his loins
But the lusty man was clearly losing his struggle for control. Suddenly, his body was jolted by a mighty surge of lust, deep and powerful; a rutting urge welling up from his loins. His head shot back; his hands found her hair, and he used two fistfuls to pull free his pulsating prick just at the moment when he felt the primal urge that could not be denied. Frantically, he grabbed his pulsating prick and aimed it straight at Mallory’s face.
His eruption, when it finally came, was massive; she managed to close her eyes as the first jets of cum splattered along her right cheek. He guided his spewing prick, painting her brow, her closed eyes that fine aristocratic nose, all with thick stringy wads of cum. He kept running the
The first touch of her lips had brought his wakening penis to full flower, and now his cock had swelled, hardened, filled her mouth as she went down on him. The pirate Captain felt a wild thrill of elation as he looked down on the beautiful dark-haired girl, on her knees before him, as she bent her head submissively to take his stiff prick into her lovely mouth. It was at such times that the dangerous job seemed worth all the risks.
Her head bobbed slowly, plunging down on him, and then slowly rising back up until his cock, rigid and gleaming with her saliva, popped free.
“Let’s get a little more action goin’! I want to see some enthusiasm here, or do I have to pepper that tail of yours to get you movin’?” he threatened.
Mallory took in the words, aware of her own rising excitement. She was a cocksucker! The words sent a crazy thrill through her. A perverse surge of lust rose in her own loins as the full realization of what she was doing sank in. She was determined to get it over quickly. She brought her flattened tongue up in long, wet strokes, slithering up his quivering length, topping each delicious shiver that went through him, by a lavish swirl around the taut crown.
His working fingers clenched, grabbing fistfuls of silky hair to hold onto as the girl used her wet, lively tongue, working him over thoroughly with lips, and mouth, and tongue. He arced back, his body stiffening in the throes of excruciating pleasure.
“Oooooh. Yeah that’s right. ” The groan that escaped his lips turned into a deep earthy rumble, “Suck me! Suck me off!”
His beautiful cocksucker dutifully went down on him with renewed determination, plunging deep, holding his throbbing penis in her warm moist mouth; then she began drawing on him, sucking gently, then more insistently, as her head began to methodically bob up and down in mechanical rhythm, the circle of her taut lips tight around his thick, wet shaft.
His cry was no more than a tight-lipped grunt. His trembling hands lightly cupped the girl’s head, as she bobbed up and down on him in an increasingly steady rhythm, sucking harder now. His roaming hands tightened on her, clamping her head. He held her as he drew back, extracting his glistening prick until she held only the very head between her lips. And then, holding her head rigidly between his hands, he proceeded to fuck Ms Mallory Channing’s pretty face. In the silence of that room you could hear the slurping, wet, sucking sounds as the pirate chief bucked his hips in ragged rhythm, driving his cock in and out of his cocksucker’s wet clinging lips.
No man, no matter how well controlled, could withstand such exquisite torture. Yet he struggled to hold on, clenching his fists, tightening his buttocks, while pressing the girl’s face into his loins
But the lusty man was clearly losing his struggle for control. Suddenly, his body was jolted by a mighty surge of lust, deep and powerful; a rutting urge welling up from his loins. His head shot back; his hands found her hair, and he used two fistfuls to pull free his pulsating prick just at the moment when he felt the primal urge that could not be denied. Frantically, he grabbed his pulsating prick and aimed it straight at Mallory’s face.
His eruption, when it finally came, was massive; she managed to close her eyes as the first jets of cum splattered along her right cheek. He guided his spewing prick, painting her brow, her closed eyes that fine aristocratic nose, all with thick stringy wads of cum. He kept running the
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