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Mature Cuckold “Fuck yes, jesus fuckin’....she gasped for air, oh, oh, oh jesus.” her voice disappeared into a high pitched wail. The bull had worked his engorged cock slowly into her cunt. It slithered snakelike past her wet swollen cunt lips and up. First the wide head and then the long fat pole. She lifted her hips and pressed into the bull, wiggling her hips to speed the process. “I’m going to cum..oh jesus fucking christ”. the whine returned and disappeared as the orgasm took her breath away. My little dick stood out hard and proud, the head slick with my first pump of precum. I tighten the rope that tied my cock and my balls. The pain was exquisite and turned my cockhead purple. Another ooze of clear precume made it’s way up to the head. Oh the pleasure, the pleasure, I cannot describe. Bill turned my wife over and once again wormed his long chubbed cock into her. He pulled her ass up to him and began to dog fuck her. “ Fuck me...fuck me hard. Oh shit...jesus fucking christ you're going to make me cum again. ”Oooh, fuck meeeee...... fuck meee...” , her legs gave out, she splayed beneath her engorged bull. Wait, wait no, please wait..I, I, I.. ” she was gasping, trying desperately to catch her breath but Billy ignored her pleas and continue to pump his cock deep into my wife. An almost soundless wail escaped her open mouth. her delicate feet arched and formed the letter C. Edna’s breath came in short and sharp. A small amount of drool gathered and slipped from the ...

... corner of her mouth. This time he stopped and let her catch her breath. When she calmed down she looked over at me and the camera. “Oh my god Butch, this is the best fuck I’ve ever had. Fuck, oh yes and this fucking bull is still hard in me ”. Billy lay on his back. his manhood, hard and flat on his soft rounded belly. Edna swung astride facing him, reaching behind to guide the fat head into her open, wet and hungry slot . Let me explain. Brenda did not pump up and down on her bulls long and fat dick, she ground herself on his pubic bone and was rewarded with yet another long drawn out orgasm. She rolled off and onto her back. She spread her legs wide inviting him mount her and he did. Brenda came once more beneath the weight of her muscled young stud. She lay on her back like a rag doll. He came in my wife a few minutes later. Billy rolled off and lay and quietly enjoyed the small death. I climbed onto the bed, my cock and balls engorged trying to escape the thin rope that bound them tightly. I pressed, rubbed, slid my sex organs in through the sticky wetness coating my wife’s vaginal lips. She lay on her back, breathing in shallow quick breaths. I pushed gently and my hardness slipped easily. In less than a dozen hard fast pumps, I felt my sperm release and slowly work it’s way through the rope constricted flesh. My orgasm was long, sweet, and exquisitely painful. I rolled of Edna. Billy was recovering, his cock didn’t shrivel like mine. It lay long and fat, sticky and wet, on ...