She cried out in shock and panic. Strong hands pulled her arms behind her back and she felt her wrists being tied together. Her attacker grabbed a handful of her hair, making her whimper again, and marched her roughly into her bedroom. She was flung face down onto the bed, and felt a hand pressing down heavily on her pelvis. She struggled and thrashed, but he was too strong and heavy, and with her arms tied she was helpless. His teen legs were between hers, and she knew what was going to happen. His fingers probed roughly inside her, and she became wet, despite herself. She continued to struggle, moaning ‘no, stop, please don’t’, but he ignored her. Her strength and energy finally failed her as he withdrew his fingers and forcefully pushed himself inside her. She gasped, and surrendered to the violation, unable to stop him using her, as he thrusted into her aggressively until he was done. He released the binding on her wrists before pulling out of her, and then he was gone. She lay still for a while, then rolled onto her back, smiling, as her fingers slowly travelled down her body to stroke herself. She sighed contentedly as she came, and drifted off to sleep. A few weeks later, it was the last night of a series of night shifts. Alan hadn’t been able to get away at all that week, and softcore this was their last chance for amateur another month. She had drunk two or three glasses of wine and was deep asleep, lying on her front, when he crept in. She was suddenly aware indian of her face being forced down into her pillow, so that she struggled a little to breathe. His hand was on the back of her head and neck, and his legs were trapping hers. She struggled, but it was hopeless. She was instantly wet for him. She managed to wriggle one hand down in front of her and reached her clit, just as he forced her legs apart, and probed her roughly with his fingers. His fingertips found her G-spot, rubbing firmly, and she just melted. Joe ambled out to the pool and sat down beside Doris. The bed, it was a little wide for a hospital bed and too elaborate but that's what it reminded me of. It was a warm night, a gently breeze ruffling the leaves around them as they fell asleep to the soothing sounds of the ocean waves and the fire crackling next to them. Mary was beginning to writhe around, thrusting her nice ass up, pushing her wanting pussy onto my mouth. Could I channel his interest into real girls? She takes my hand, which is still rubbing my pussy and puts her hand over my amateur hand. Even though Abigail was wearing her seat belt; she was now being tossed about like a rag doll. "He will never love you as you deserve." John concluded she was angry with him, and if so, there wasn’t much he could do about it until she returned home. We didn’t say anything for a little bit and when I asked, “Do you want me to take you home?” There was a slight pause but she shock her head and said, “No.” I felt a slight rush of embarrassment but this was quickly over ridden by my excitement and the hardness of my erection. Vera moaned in sequence with her bursts of semen, and when she was done, she all but collapsed onto her sister’s chest; mashing their breasts together. With their bodies raised, I inserted my cock between their kissing pussies, causing both of them to begin to pant. The English teacher placed one hand on the back of the lesbian’s head, while the other ran through the girls faux-hawk. She also wore a skirt that was dangerously short for school, which was already riding indian up her thighs farther than she probably wanted. She hung helpless moaning along with Kim Li making it sound like a duet of moans coming from two beautiful sexy slave girls. The girls shook their heads, exchanged a look and Chelsea got softcore out of bed, stepped over Roger, and got into bed with her intended target. teen Thankfully she was light. When I walked up to them, Lisa took me by the arm and kissed my cheek. “Bastard!” she protested, “Oh my lord, it’s too big!”