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Neuro submission transmitter 5

... me." She says, her breathing accelerating, as she speaks. I reach between us and push my rigid cock down, brushing the head against her hot pussy lips. She pulls forward on the handles, burying my cock inside her slick pussy. "Ahhhhhh!" I pant, as she starts rowing with short, slow strokes, gliding my cock in and out of her hot, slippery hole. "You want to know about your father and I, don't you?" She asks, her big eyes staring into mine, as her tits brush my chest. She's smiling, as she continues to row with slow, deliberate strokes. "Yes." I answer, not trusting my mouth to say more, as I stare at her tits coming towards me again. "You can touch them." She says, breathily. "I'd like that." She arches her back slightly, pushing her bullet shaped nipples into my chest. My hands, which have been resting on her thighs, move up to her tits and squeeze. "They feel pretty natural, don't they?" She laughs, watching for my reaction. "Yeah, they really do." I answer, as she increases the rhythm slightly. I move my hands all around her tits; feeling, squeezing and pinching. Other than being a little heavier than a typical tit and unnaturally round, it really is hard to tell the difference. "How... um... how big were you before?" I ask, not knowing why I care, but curious anyway. "Typical teen buds, which never blossomed into full blown tits." She answers matter-of-factly. "Your dad bought me these right after we met." She says, rowing faster now, creating a sloshing sound as my ...

... cock plunges into her juicy cunt. "I was young, beautiful, probably naive and I came to the big city to be a model. I met your dad and he said I'd never make it with my small tits. He sent me to a doctor, paid for these, and launched my modeling career for me." Christina is slamming my cock into her pussy now, rowing frantically, as her orgasm builds. I'm squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples and bucking my ass off the seat of the rowing machine. The tension is building in my balls and I'm about to explode into her, when she abruptly stops rowing and smacks her body against mine. Her pussy muscles convulse around my cock, as she wraps her arms around my waist, squeezing me against her and rocking up and down on my cock. I start spurting immediately, spewing my cum deep inside her pulsating hole. We sit like that on the machine, my spent cock inside her soaked pussy and her damp body pressed against mine. I'm wondering what I'm doing here, fucking my dad's girlfriend on a damn rowing machine, when she starts speaking softly. "I've been addicted to sex since I found out what it was." Christina says, still holding onto me. "I've been on the pill since I was f******n, when the neighbor boy and I fumbled our way into each other's swimsuits." She's rocking her body against mine and gripping my cock with her pussy muscles. "All through high school, I couldn't get enough. I was smart and I was pretty, a great combination for getting laid whenever you wanted. You've probably already ...