The texture? The veins branching along the tantalizing lengths? The throbbing heads leaking before the girthy shafts? The smooth balls pristinely ornamenting the convergence babe of their muscular thighs? “Oh god.” I whispered, overcome with the horror of the realization. “Yes, they look delicious, don’t they?” Yavara giggled, “I’m afraid you won’t be able to deny yourself for very long. Us dark-elves aren’t too proud. I guess it makes sense to get it over with now, and just-” “NO!” I yelped, and scrambled to my knees. Without any thought of pride, I leaned forward, and kissed Yavara’s toes. “Please, my queen.” I muttered, “Please have mercy.” “That’s a good girl, Adrianna.” Yavara hissed. She bent over and stoked my hair almost lovingly, “I still hate you, you understand, but now you’re quite like a child to me. Since you killed my daughter, it only seems fair that you take her place.” She guided me back into a kneeling position, “And I expect grandchildren. There’s only two of your kind in the entire world, and one of them is dying in Bentius because of you. You need to propagate your race, Adrianna; you’re an endangered species.” End of Part Eight. I had one couple that I had picked up at a bar in Gettysburg and I had to drive them blowjob to Harrisburg where they lived, which was about 30 miles away. They were already all over themselves kissing and him playing with her tits (yes, the rear view mirror can be used for more than checking out if they're are any cops coming up behind you). After they unlocked their lips long enough, we got talking about girls we picked up at bars back in the day (now, I'm not much into the bar scene, I don't even drink; but I couldn't let Mr. Stud with his large breasted wife and tight ass one up me, so I did a little judicious story telling). He was telling me how he met his wife and how they met at a bar and he took her out and fucked her in his Honda Civic. (I can't even imagine the contortions that a six foot tall guy had to amateur get in to be able to fuck this girl in a Honda Civic, so he must have been telling his own judicious story). Anyway, his little wifey is just sitting there and making eye contact with me via the mirror, running her tongue over her lips, every time I made eye contact with her. She is staring at me in the mirror and with her left hand, I see her reach over and unzip his pants. With all his story telling about past romantic liaisons and the hot women this guy had bed, I'm expecting a John Holmes size dick to come popping out of this guys pants. Imagine my surprise when out pops this little dick. Now I'm not one to judge a man by his size or lack thereof, but the image this guy was portraying and his really hot looking wife, I was not expecting a 4" cock and he was hard. It took all I had not to bust out laughing. I felt handjob sorry for the Missus, but she seemed content as she winks at me and leans over and begins giving her husband a blow job. I look in the mirror at him and he's all smiles and winks at me. I'm starting to think that maybe I should have vacuumed the van out better because they're appears to be a lot of dust floating around back there for all the blinking and winking going on. Usually, I don't allow any sex to occur when I'm driving, especially when I'm driving 70+ miles an hour down the freeway. But she seemed to be really into it and I noticed the guy had slipped her tits out and was actively fondling them. Well, I don't know about you all, but it is pretty hard to drive when your dick his hardening, but it's hardening off center and I'm trying to straighten the thing out so it doesn't punch a hole in my pocket. She must have seen my predicament, because before I knew it, she was on the floor in front of the guy and her other hand came around the back of my seat and she's rubbing my cock through my pants. I look back at the guy to see if he's noticed his wife's hand absent from her ministrations on his little cock and he winks at me again. (I definitely am going to have to get this van vacuumed). I notice on the webcam GPS that we're only about 2 miles from their destination and this guy blows his load (by evidence of the guy yelling almost in my ear "I'm coming Delores, swallow it all". (I'm wondering how much cum I'm going to have to indian clean up off the floor or seat). She wore a indian low-cut, ruffled blouse, light blue in color. She gasped as I pulled on her right nipple, stretching her little breasts taut. You’re going to become very acquainted with it unless you want the whole school to know what a dog fucking slut you are.” The blonde looked up at her classmate, drool dripping down her chin. I wanted her to get extreme. amateur She's pure. After a while of panting onto Julie's back Chico pulled free causing an extra loud moan from Julie as she felt empty and Michelle quickly replaced him kneeling between Julie's legs. I don’t know how it happened, but just as I was about to shoot my load, her ass muscle grabbed me so tight and it just felt like it was trying to milk me. It pushed me over the edge. "Yea, come in." I said. Nothing else mattered. I couldn't wait to see her in the flesh. I’ll stop. She whimpered, her hips wiggling. I also said something to Julie about her experience with boys.” I was really relaxed when Scarlett leaned over blowjob to kiss my cheek. He kissed my forehead. I thought about it for a second and soon had a suggestion. She groaned wrapping her arms around my neck webcam and burying her face in my shoulder,"I love a tongue but I have to have a cock too!" Some came wielding enormous prop weapons, others were making last-minute adjustments to brightly-colored wigs, and still more jockeyed for position in group photos in handjob front of the convention’s gigantic banner. babe