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But Paul looked more naturally, casually handsome, whereas Matt was a well groomed rich boy jock in both looks and manner. He looked down just as most kids did, just because the fucklump was so prominent. "Listen, no insult intended, but I know that your family is strapped for dough. The entire shape of his genitals was right there up front. Good, we usually have a spic to take care of that kind of stuff, but he's off too today. He couldn't take his eyes off my fat dick and balls." Thath noh thlu!!!!! The pain and humiliation and sick perverted sex would stop. Most of the jocks had stripped off their pants and underwear so their fat throbbing dicks could bounce and leak in freedom. He rolled around on the floor under Matt, cum running off his cute young face. He felt somehow if he could only sort things out, the horror would stop. "If he's not doing a good enough job or getting around fast enough, just slap his nutsack good and hard." Matt Henshaw said with a laugh in his cruel, sexy voice. He looked for something to clean himself with, and then the horror of his situation dawned on him. His left ass cheek and hip hurt where he had fallen. Finally he reached the woods and threw himself onto the ground, panting with exhaustion. But now, considering what had just happened to him, the slap and the name really did hurt. Paul lay on his bed in a fetal position most of the night, crying and trying to think of a way to stop the sadistic teen from controlling him. He thought about how he had been forced to suck off all of Matt's friends and worse than that, to fuck his own sister-in-law. Suddenly the boy's underpants felt totally restricting and so he stripped them down and kicked them off. He had stuck his cock into Maria, his brothers brand new bride. Why the fuck was his cock hard thinking about this shit? Paul cried himself to sleap, his fat hunk of teen fuckmeat leaking pre-fuck all over his thigh and the bedsheet. The weekend had been sheer hell, but perhaps the horror was now at an end. He dressed in the new tight style jeans that showed his ass and his fat basket just right. To fuck some nice high school cunt and to forget all about the queer horror that had been foisted upon him. He didn't want to run into Matt or any of his gang. He entered the building and chatted with some kids he knew. The cum of twenty-three boys spewed out of his mouth and splattered the shower room floor, along with bits of his lunch. The guys in the shower room laughed and slapped each other on the naked shoulders and asses. You know it was bad to vomit up all that nice cum that these handsome dudes have given you from their big fat dicks.. He lifted his cute cum streaked face to his master. His big teen dick looked huge snaking and pushing against the material. The boy had a small thin dick and he shot off almost at once. Bud loved a good blow job first thing in the morning. While he ate his meal, Paul often had to reach up and masturbate his dick hard. "Oh good, I was hoping I would catch you before you ate your breakfast, Paul. But It would taste better with some banana on the cereal." He pulled a banana from his school bag and proceeded to slice it onto the dry cereal.

Paul's eyes did slide down for a moment to the huge lump in Matt's pants. Jeez, girls at the school would brag about how they were hoarse because they had had Matt's horsedick down their throats the night before. Your dad spoke to my Dad about a raise just the other day. The shorts were so tight on his ass that they went up the ass crack. " Paul shouted, the satin prick pouch hanging out of his teenage mouth. We can't understand a thing you are saying with that cockstrap in your mouth. I am going to spank your balls with this wooden spoon." Paul's ears were ringing. He thought abut his kind, gentle dad and his wonderful mom. Matt gently tapped the bottom of Paul's full young scrotum with the wooden spoon. The naked boy on the floor looked up at the richest kid in town. Surly this could not be real, what was happening to him. The fat pink cockheads banging at his lips and leaving trails of pre-fuck. Someone grabbed Paul's ears and dragged him onto a fresh cock. Matt grunted and arched his back, his muscular pecs straining up in the dim light of the tent. Sweat ran down his pecs and across his hard stomach. In between swallowing what seemed like gallons of dick goo, he sobbed until he could not breath. The pain and humiliation and sick perverted sex would stop. Most of the jocks had stripped off their pants and underwear so their fat throbbing dicks could bounce and leak in freedom. He rolled around on the floor under Matt, cum running off his cute young face. His hands clawed at dirt and leaves, and he dug his toes into the ground. Suddenly being called "faggot" was not just something to which he would retort, "cocksucker" as he had done before. If he made a move against Matt, Paul's father and brother would lose their jobs, and they would lose their home. He would contrive that Paul's dad and brother had committed some kind of crime and they might end up in prison. But Paul could not stand to allow his body to be abused any further. Perhaps Matt had moved on to torment some other kid. There was one girl in particular who was really cute and kept looking down at the bulge in his jeans. The cockhead became even larger and the piss hole opened and spit out pre-spunk. A wet spot formed at the back at once from the soap suds leaking out of the boy's ass. The joint was filled with over a hundred teenagers of both sexes. How Could Matt expect him to take off his shorts and sit there with his dick and balls hanging out? Paul lifted his abused fucked ass and slid the shorts down. He made a really sick face and a roar of laughter came from the eighth grade table. As his new loving bride, she would often wake him up by licking his large hairy scrotum. His shame in front of the family made it want to go soft. Then to the horror of everyone at the table, he pulled from his bag, a plastic water bottle filled with dark yellow liquid.

Many fourteen year old boys at the school prayed at night that they would develop a dick like Matt Henshaw. Paul looked around, totally surprised that Matt Henshaw would talk to him. My folks are out of town for the weekend and I need lots of help setting stuff up. " He slapped Paul gently on the back, and then his hand lingered on Paul's naked neck. What would happen do you suppose if they both lost their jobs. That would be a terrible shame." Nine O'clock Saturday morning, Paul rang the door bell on Matt's father's mansion. It took a few minutes, and then Matt answered the door. There is a bucket and sponge and hose and shit over there. I got to call up some of the girls coming tonight and lien up some fucks for my buddies. You probably don't have all that many to begin with. He took the waist strings and put them in his mouth, letting the pouch hang on his chest. I don't mean just a casual glance to size me up, like a guy will do. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul's head swam as he crawled naked, his balls and dick swinging, his tongue out of his mouth lapping at the wet leaking swollen pricks and the sweat slick scrotums of the teenage jocks. Perhaps this had been the ultimate torture, and now he would be left alone to pick up the pieces of his life. he could not go every day, facing at least ten guys who had worked him over and scads of other teens who had seen him humiliated at the party. The woman screamed, but the boy looked at Paul's swinging dick with delight. His brother had always been a very phyical, horsing around, macho type guy. The problem was, Matt Henshaw's dad owned the town. so he was not only rich and handsome, he also was hung like a fucking horse. As Paul lay there culrled up in a tiny ball in his bed, he felt his own dick get rock hard as he thought of the bully and what he had done. At first I thought they were jut cruel jokes to make fun of me, but now I see that they were real. For a few seconds there was nothing, and then the soap began to bubble and foam up. He looked back at the lake up puked up cum in front of him and bent his head to continue licking. And Paul tried to insert a second bar of soap up his fucked up ass cunt. When the boy coughed, cum bubbled up from his stomach. Paul looked down into the cardboard box of twisted stained athletic supporters. You will clean every fucking prick pouch with your faggot tongue. Just to make sure you don't cheat us, you will perform you cleaning task in front of your webcam so we can watch you while we do our homework." Matt threw some clothes at the boy. They consisted of a pair of very small shorts like a boy in fourth or fifth grade might wear and a wife beater strap style under shirt, also much too small for him. They drove Paul home, once more in the trunk of the car, but when they let him out, he was shocked and disturbed to hear that Matt was going to accompany him into his home. Matt even put an arm around Paul's shoulder as they walked up toward the house. Marshall, If you would allow me a word alone with you and your husband, and perhaps your older son for just a minute, I think I can explain everything." Paul panicked. It's true, Maria did love her new husband's fat fucker, but she was hardly obsessed with it. Then he hung up and with his face white as a sheet, he looked at his family. I hope you slept well." Matt Henshaw gloated at the sick humiliated faces he saw before him.

I mean, shit, how could a guy even date a girl from the school when they all knew about Matt's dick. Paul was no slouch in the looks department, and perhaps that made Matt even more angry. I bet he's got his dick in his new little bride all day and night." He added a little chuckle to his broad smile. Times are so hard right now, and your bro just married to some young slut. He was wearing very small tight white gym shorts, and his cock and balls were obscenely on display. If you need me, I'll be on the phone." Matt turned and walked a few steps. I noticed at school, your wardrobe is rather limited. No, I mean he was practically drooling like a fourteen year old cunt in heat. He felt somehow if he could only sort things out, the horror would stop. "If he's not doing a good enough job or getting around fast enough, just slap his nutsack good and hard." Matt Henshaw said with a laugh in his cruel, sexy voice. In his poor tortured teenage mind, he wanted to sort things out. Paul ran his hand over his face and it came away covered with slime. Paul turned to his left and ran between rows of cars. His cum streaked body was not battered and bruised. He slapped Paul's ass like he had done for years and called him "faggot" in his kidding way. If Matt exerted pressure, Paul would be unable to change schools. He started to think about Matt Henshaw and his enormous dick. Paul thought about having to suck Matt's dick and balls and ass right in front of the other guys. The horrid taste of soap filled his mouth and ran down his throat. He spit the soap out and knelt up to puke up the contents of his stomach. " Paul, on hands and knees crawled across the floor toward Matt. Matt kicked and a second bar of soap slid across the tiled shower room floor toward him. The mesh pouches were stretched out of shape by hefty teenage cocks and balls and the material was thick and stiff with boy cock leak and piss. The shorts were very small, hardly rising up beyond Paul's ass crack in the rear and his pubic mound in front. Paul drank the glass of piss and ate the cum soggy pizza. And after, he was allowed to don his shorts and follow the waiter into the boys toilet to give the kid a blow job. The door was opened by Paul's mom, a shocked look on hr face as well. She did hold it most of the night while they slept, and she would often scoot down and suck on it a little while he was sound asleep. Then he looked down at the cereal bowl on the floor.

Matt's Dad was the wealthiest industrialist in the town. He was now wearing tight jeans, hugging his muscular legs and ass. Water dripped from his almost transparent underpants. the whole fucking neighborhood can see it, and I got delivery guys coming any minute to bring food for the party. He walked out of the bathroom naked and stood frozen in the hallway. His new sister-in-law was staring at his naked dick and balls! It was tiny with just a string in the rear that would go up the ass crack. "Take it and go put it on, or I swear to God, I will make you strip and wash the last two cars bare assed naked. " Matt's voice shifted instantly from a cheerful buddy-buddy warmth to a hard cold ruthlessness. It was so tiny, he could hardly pull it up over his thighs and hips. Now hurry and finish the cars, but don't rush so that you don't do a good job. With a sob of resignment, she stretched her body out on the desk top. Paul forced his huge cockhead into his sister-in-law's tender cunthole. He had jerked off at home thinking about his brother Joe with his own huge dick fucking his new bride. He pumped in and out as fast as he could, hoping to cum quickly and get it over with. That made Paul's dick start to shrink, so he frantically rubbed it and squeezed it, right in front of his school mates. Matt looking perfectly sexy as always looped his thumbs in the pockets of his tight jeans and nodded to Paul. Paul started to masturbate his dick for the little boys. So use the hallway in the rear that leads to the stock rooms. If I cross him, his dad closes down this story, and my Pa goes out of business. You suck my dick, and I help you get out of the Mall without being seen naked and covered in jizz. You don't suck my dick, and I call security." The muscular young dude just stood there over Paul, his fat dick bouncing a little with tension, a clear drop of moisture appearing at the fat pisshole. His breathing grew ragged as he dragged himself toward yet another teenage dick. Then he licked back down the stalk of the dick to the large leaking head. He tried to get a drink of water, but one of Matt's buddies wouldn't let him. He was afraid to talk to anyone, lest he reveal he had "Dickbreath! His hands shook so badly he could hardly remove his skimpy clothing. He had believed things could get no worse, but now they had. His own fingers flicked and pulled at his teenage boy tits. Paul's dad moved in for a close-up of Mother beating the prick of her own son. His toes dug into the table his hands left his nipples and slapped the wood beneath him. The hand pumped faster and a huge gyser of fuck shot out of the dick. The rest of it arced high in the air and landed on Paul's naked torso and on the table.

He owned several companies and factories and had money coming out of his ass. What the fuck would they think, seeing you with your dick almost naked in those underpants? Not only was it totally obscene in and of itself, but it looked much too small for any normally endowed male. You are on private property and all the essentials will be covered. The pouch in the front was so small that his fat dick and big boy balls pushed the material out obscenely like a tent. If they are not perfect, I will only make you do them all over again. Go on, take out my dick, Paul." Breathing grew heavy in the kitchen as anticipation hung in the air like a helium balloon. Sure they had all demanded blow jobs from some faggot they had bashed in an alley on a Saturday night. To a kid they had believed to be straight and normal. Paul crawled over his, his dick dripping pre-fuck onto her legs and stomach. She hissed and held her breath as the thick dick worked it's way into her pussy. The girl moaned and spread her legs wider, not from pleasure, but from discomfort. This time it started to leak and a big wet spot appeared on the front of his pink shorts. Paul said nothing, but stood with his head hanging, looking at the polished stone floor of the mall. He lashed out with one hand and slapped Paul hard across the face, causing the boys to roar with laughter. "I asked you a question, Dickbreath." "Oh my, she had a busy night, didn't she? His teenage balls bounced and jiggled in their full young sack. We have some shopping to do." Paul tucked away his huge dick, leaving even a larger spot of pre-jiz on the front of the shorts. He was shaking so badly, his young legs hardly supported him. Go into Victoria's Secret and ask to buy a tiny thong for yourself. If they say they have no men's thongs, you say you prefer female thongs. Go to her." The next ten minutes were a nightmare for Paul. They were nothing more than cunt straps of very thin material, hardly wider than the lips of a girl's pussy. Let's all go back there and watch him chance to make sure he doesn't shop lift." With shaking fingers Paul undid the shorts and peeled them off, careful to keep his underpants on. He was now a cocksucker whether he wanted to be or not. He scooped up the pre-fuck hanging in strings from the pisshole with is tongue and swallowed it. Because from now on, you are going to fuck Paul Marshall's ass every single day during your free hour. Harding pushed back his thick foreskin and let the big dickhead push against the asshole. " Jocks are quick to pick up on a kid with "Dickbreath." The last thing Paul wanted was to become the school cum dump for all the high school jocks. We are not sexual perverts and we can maintain our dignity. We all need to be behind him." Paul stood up, and with trembling fingers reached for his shorts. He stood bare assed naked in his room, staring at himself in the mirror. Now Matt had directly involved his family into this. He looked down at his swollen red balls and his thick limp dick. When he wanted a quick hard on, working his puffy teen boy nipples always helped. She squeezed his nuts harder and a second fountain of fuck sprayed the air.

Even girls who had steady boyfriends would still suck Matt's dick when he wanted. I know you are having a hard time of it, and with the economy in such shitty shape and jobs so hard to find, well, I thought you might want to come over on Saturday and help me get set up for the party and do some stuff for me. He would try to get a job in one of Matt's Dad's factories over the summer. He wore a wife beater and his muscular arms flexed and glistened. He brushed one hand through his hair and cracked that big friendly smile. He had thought about this long and hard and knew he had little choice. He looked so stupid, totally naked, his nicely formed pecs heaving with stress, his dick swinging as he moved about. And try not to brush the top of the kitchen table with your dick as you unpack the boxes. Anyway guys, I was shocked, so I turned away and the faggots eyes got even bigger when he stared at my ass." Matt shook his head. Although the chicks say I do have an adorable butt. He walked naked over to the high school jock and stood there, posing pouch in his mouth, drool running from his chin. "You know, the chick would love sucking on these nuts, quite a mouthful. But you have to show me that you understand who I am and show me a bit of respect. "Now just climb up onto your knees." Slowly and painfully Paul got onto his knees. They hung rather low naturally and so were a perfect target for the teen's games. He knelt before the high school senior, who stood before him clad in nothing except his skin tight jeans. The guy who just lost Paul's mouth wasn't about to give up so easily. His huge dick throbbed and the piss hole spread wide. Matt threw himself off of the boy and rolled over, his own body glistening with sweat, his dick still drooling cum. Surly this could not be real, what was happening to him. The fat pink cockheads banging at his lips and leaving trails of pre-fuck. Someone grabbed Paul's ears and dragged him onto a fresh cock. Matt grunted and arched his back, his muscular pecs straining up in the dim light of the tent. Sweat ran down his pecs and across his hard stomach. In between swallowing what seemed like gallons of dick goo, he sobbed until he could not breath. Suddenly, whether he liked it or not, many of the kids at his school did think he really was a faggot and a cocksucker. He had had big leaking smelly cocks in his mouth and down his throat. He asked her if she wanted to go out sometime during the week, and she accepted. Paul's feet felt like lead as he climbed the stairs to the second floor. The singlet was also very tight and it didn't reach the shorts, leaving a large expanse of naked stomach. He hunched his shoulders over in shame as he entered the restaurant. The booth bench he was sitting on felt cold against his ass cheeks and a little cum squirted out of his ass. He didn't know how long he could keep jerking it without cumming. "I Think you will enjoy this so much better than milk on your cereal." It was obvious what it was. As he poured the urine from the bottle onto the cereal the harsh acidic aroma filled the kitchen.

I know lots of people were impressed that Paul got a scholarship and did so well his first two years at Brixton Academy, but some of the rich boys at the school were not so pleased. He felt the soft smooth cockhead skin of the older boy. He felt something wet on his mouth and realized the dick was leaking pre-fuck. He pulled back, a long string of pre-fuck connecting his lower lip to the pisshole of the dick. It was after some of us were shooting hoops too, and my nuts were all stinky and sweaty, and she didn't complain at all. Finally, he accepted that he had to protect his family from poverty and got to work. Ten minutes later, Paul came downstairs, still bare assed naked and with the older teen's jock strap still in his mouth. Too bad you have so much work to do for the party, Paul. These young bitches really lay it all out trying to pick up jock dick to satisfy themselves. Paul lifted one large naked teen foot and placed it on the chair. Just a couple more inches and we will let you go back upstairs. It was cleaner than most teenage boys' rooms ever are. Can you imagine how any teenage boy would detest his asshole being called a pussy? He stood there with fresh tears brimming in his eyes. He worked the broom handle in and out of his ass, trying to follow orders without hurting himself too much, but each time the tip of the handle poked something deep inside him, it send a wave of nauseating pain through his body. Paul averted his eyes to avoid seeing the pain in Maria's. His father has the politicians of this state in his pocket. If he fucks you, that proves he is not a queer, right? Nobody has to know except the..." he counted the number of his buddies in the room..."the eight of us. Paul's sperm leaked from her bare pussy onto the car seat. She intentionally got him so excited he didn't wear a rubber on his dick. And someone was going to deliver some new clothes to him. In fact they almost bowed their heads when he entered. cut off so it would end just below the nipples and with the sleeves cut off as well. He caught a glimpse of himself naked in the bureau mirror. The white briefs were too small and too tight, so that his teenage dick and balls bulged obscenely. They barely came half-way up his ass in back, leaving the white undies showing. His swollen pink dick glowed with the scum of after-fuck and swung heavily between his legs. Harding moaned and withdrew his ass slimed dick from the boy's ass. They say you can't feel a dick shooting up your ass,(I wouldn't know because I am always the fucker) but Paul felt the hot stinging spray on his cut and raw inner cunt.Shit, his Dad was fifty six and fucking a seventeen year old high school junior. His cotton briefs got wet ,and to Paul's dismay, his dick and balls showed even more clearly through the now almost transparent material. Didn't you ever wonder what a chick felt like taking dick? Paul closed his eyes, tears running down his cheeks. I can't do that." he pushed the tip of the broom handle into his asshole. His rectal muscles tightened around the foreign object. Matt glowed, not only with victory, but also with lust. The inner ass flesh came out of the hole with the dick, turning her rectum almost inside out. This handsome innocent teenage boy could not believe that he had become a dick dump for these sadistic youths. That would hold him until noon, when he would demand to fuck again. Yeah, people are going to laugh at you and point fingers. Yeah, they are going to think Paul Marshall is a big fucking fruit dicklicker. Jim and me will catch shit if you're not rock hard. Now Matt said, you are to keep it hard until you meet him in front of Victoria's Secret. Soon little kids first, and then adults turned to see him. Parents shielded the eyes of their seven and eight year old children from the sight of the faggot cock. Poor young Paul felt like his rectum was being torn to pieces. One of the bullies watched the door to make sure no one unwanted interrupted the teenage boy fuck. He ran his hands along the teenage body and grabbed the boy by the nipples. Paul grunted and cried and tears dripped onto the tests Mr. The cock worked it's way way down the boy's throat. Matt fucked fourteen inches of stick up inside Paul. Paul was being turned into a fucking piece of shit! Usually he was allowed to suck some of the big dumb jocks for passing grades, but he could never molest them, or work them over. That's what you will do every fucking day during your free period! We'll have a dish or something you can squat and shit the cum out into to prove to us you were fucked. Poor young Paul was such a wreck, he could hardly go to his next class.He and his Dad even fucked the dumb slut together sometimes. Anyone looking out a window could see him standing there in nothing but small white briefs. His own hefty dick could easily be seen through the thin cotton material resting over his fat teen nuts. The pink color of his cock showed through and a darker area where his pubic hair was. He swore he would somehow get back at Matt, but when and how was not yet clear in his mind. He moved his legs and the foot that was on the chair went up onto his teenage toes. He love the way the innocent girl covered her ample tits with one hand and her pussy with the other. So bone up bro, the quicker the bettter." At last, Paul's penis thickened and then stiffened and then grew rock hard in the pink shorts. it was clear that he was sporting a kind size teenage hard on. He's got guys from school posted all over the mall, and if they see you without a hard on, you will be in big trouble. But the kids wanted to see, so they broke away from their parents and jumped up and down gleefully pointing at the hard dick and laughing. He broke out into a huge grin and said something to the three teenage guys standing with him, as they watch Paul approach. He used the kid's nipples like little handles to hang on to while he slammed every inch of his huge dick up the asshole. Meanwhile, Matt Henshaw picked up the wooden map pointer from the blackboard tray and shoved the long thin stick up Paul's tender asshole. He grabbed the kid's hair and pushed his dick in deeper. "Suck this big fucking cock clean, you fucking teenage faggot cocksucking Cunthole! Paul, tears dried on his cheeks, opened his mouth and the fat fucksausage was shoved in, ass slime and cum coating the boy's sore cocksucker lips. He walked funny because of the ass fucking, and the cum leaked out of his hole. Here, let me help you and pull some of that dickskin back. We are going to get along just fine, and all of this will be over in no time. Matt looked down like he was watching a scientific experiment. "You just keep that in your mouth and suck on it while you clean my room. He had already straightened up the room, and now he dusted the desk, the chair, the bed posts, the computer, the window sill, the posters of naked girls that Matt had on the wall. No reason you shouldn't enjoy yourself." "That a boy, Paul. "Do you know how many cunts would die to be able to suck my jerk off rag? Now I like my bathroom to be really clean, so you better do a good job on it. I tend to miss the toilet alot when I am drunk and I take a piss, so pay special attention to the floor around the toilet bowl. " "No, dumbwad, the toothbrush is for you to clean the bathroom. Now get down on your hands and knees and start to cleanl I want it done by lunch time. "Jeez Paul, it's one thing to trot around the party buck ass naked while you are giving blow jobs to the jocks, but you should have put on some duds before seeing your brand new sister-in-law." The guys in the room laughed heartily. " I was just explaining to your lovely sister-in-law here that you were a cocksucking faggot queer and often entertained us guys by sucking our dicks. He said he would ruin our family, he would cause Dad and Steve to lose their jobs. Paul's brother loved to fuck and Maria was still getting used to getting fucked three times a day. Her new husband was however very romantic and very patient. Matt removed his own swollen dick from his pants and twisted Paul's handsome head to one side and shot his load all over the boy's nose and mouth. " Believe it or not, one of Matt Henshaw's father's limo arrived to take Paul to the mall on Saturday morning. He was not as gentle as Paul, and his dick was bigger..longer and thicker. "That there is a cape to cover you with until we get to the mall. As he kissed, the sack seemed to move and envelop his face. Some sweat from the scrotum got on his face, carrying the odor of teen balls with it. At first it just tasted like dried, stiff material, but as Paul's spit lubricated the elastic cotton, the tastes of piss and salty cock and ball sweat became prevalent. He stood there with the handle of a broom shoved up his ass. Each time he even shifted weight on his big naked teen feet, the wooden handle of the broom would send waves of pain through his guts. Slowly he moved about the room, adjusting his positions to the broom hanging from his rectum. His hefty teenage dick pushed out the front of the shorts, betraying some arousal. No, he was just a normal teenage jock with a slight sadistic streak. Oh and Paul, while you are sucking on it, work that broom in and out of your ass a little. He sucked on the rag and slime worked it's way down over his tongue into his throat. Matt poured a bit of water onto the washcloth and watched as the dried sperm softened and grew thick and gelatinous. "Okay, toss out the cum rag, you have sucked it enough. Her hands went to her mouth as she stared wide eyed at the naked boy for a moment, and then she turned her head away. Then her eyes drifted down his naked body to where she could see part of his fat dick and full scrotum hanging out from behind his hands. Both Paul and his brother were very handsome young men. Paul collapsed on top of her, his dick still squirting in her cunt. If you are going to hang with me, we can't have you dressed like poor white trash, can we? She knew the boy was as helpless as she was, but he had still fucked his big teenage cock into her just married cunt, and she felt somehow abused by him too. Maria's new groom came home a bit drunk and of course wanted to fuck his wife, so she had to put up with more cock fucking into her as hard as it could.

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