Perfect ass young female gets fucked by older man in hotelroom

Tony moved forward, and then shoved back, nearly impaling himself on the now throbbing cock shaft as it twitched and began shooting a load into Tony's bowels, Joey's head falling back as he grunted, Tony fucking his cock faster as the come lubricated his tightly stretched hole. Joey gripped his hips and pushed him down, placing his knees on either side of Tony's slim ass and began grinding downward into his tunnel of love, Tony mewling and whimpering as his cock shaft flexed against his own sleeping bag, precome leaking from it in great big globs. Gripping his younger, smaller brothers flowing red hair, tanned he forced his head up and slapped his ass, Tony's moans of delight echoing with each smack of an ass cheek, Joey's thick cock rubbing his brother's now deflowered asshole raw in pain/pleasure, his cock aching towards an orgasm from the prostate pressure of Joey's large cock head pushing it down hard on each pull of his dick out. Joey released his hair and gripped Tony's hips, pulling him upward and hammering his asshole hard as Tony moaned lewdly and came hard, spurting his come to his own face, coating his chin and neck as his head was turned to it's left, his hands clawing through the fabric of the tent bottom as he screamed, Joey's cock head flaring as he too comes, further coating the inside of his baby bro's tight gay ass, breeding his own flesh and blood like a primitive beast. Tony collapses with Joey on top of him, both panting hard as their respective cocks slowly deflate, come and blood leaking out of Tony's battered asshole as Joey's still thick cock head pops itself out of the well fucked orifice. "Happy birthday," both brothers say in unison. "Jinx, you owe me another fuck," they parrott to each other, and then laugh as an owl hoots in the background. It was gonna be a good trip. I threw a few cans of potted meat, sardines, and some crackers in my knapsack and told mom I would be home Sunday. She knew that a few of us guys would go hunting on the weekends, so she was o.k. with me leaving. The only thing was, she did not know that I was Brunette going to be hunting alone this weekend. Saturday I wandered into new territory trying to find some game without any luck. Later that evening, it started to rain and I began to look for shelter. Then the rain turned into a storm. I wandered around in the woods for a few hours in the dark until I found a dirt road and started to walk down that road and saw a house with some lights on. Walking up to the door, I knocked, but had the good sense to put the shotgun on the porch swing out of sight of the homeowner. A young woman partially opened the door and saw that I was soaking wet and was just a young teenager. She then then invited me in, saying the “I was just getting ready to go to bed, what are you doing out in a storm like this?” “I was hunting and the storm came up before I could find shelter,” I said. “Well, you will have to get out of those pov wet clothes or you will get pneumonia, by the way, indian what is your name?” I told her my name was Bill. She said hers was Wilma. I looked at her and saw that she was about my height, 5’ 9” and weighed about 140 pounds. She had light brown hair and blue eyes, and nice boobs. She was wearing a short house coat, as she was ready for bed. As she bent over to take my shirt I could tell she was not wearing a bra. “Hurry up, get those pants off, and get in the bed, we don’t want you getting sick.” “I can’t take them off if you are here,” I said. “O.k., go in the bedroom, take them off, and get in the bed after you take them off.” She told me she had three children asleep in another bedroom and led me to a bedroom to undress. I took my pants, shoes, ass socks, and underwear off as everything was soaking wet, and crawled under the covers to try to warm up. Wilma came in and picked up my clothes and it was then I saw she did not have any panties on and I saw clearly her pussy, my first clean shot of a woman’s cunt. Instantly my cock grew to its full six inches. “I will hang these by the stove to get dry, you try to get warm, you are shivering.” A few minutes later while I was rubbing my cock Wilma came back and crawled in bed. “What are you doing?” I asked her. This the bed that I share with my husband when he is home, she told me. “He should be here tonight, this is our ninth wedding anniversary, but he wanted to go fishing with some of his buddies instead of spending the night with me.” I told her I was sorry, that her husband was very inconsiderate. We began to talk and she asked why I was not out on a date with my girlfriend. I told her I did not have a girlfriend. He saw visions, visions of the past. Rekha found herself choking for expressions, air too. Me: “I hope it wasn’t too bad for my first time.” That should be plenty of time for you to put it on the market. We have a toilet break and I get few minutes to check the deserter landscape of grindr. I went to my bed and turned on my ass pov laptop. "Then let me take you into Daddy's room. “Don’t be shy!” Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by. The most recent had been an incident that had occurred about seven years ago; a young mother had been condemned and executed by hanging. He could feel the ejaculations of his tanned father’s cock inside him. The Hunters easily have man power to lift me out quickly, so why this gradually effort as if one person is doing the job alone? I worked her indian bred twat on my dick. This Brunette threw him off track and so to cover, he asked, “What was your car like and describe your family.”