Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere - Sex Stories

Mind fucking Hayden Panettiere

... rising off of the mattress, swaying from side to side in response to the tongue-lashing she was receiving. “Shit, nooooooo, noooooooo, noooooooo, aaaaaahhhhhhhhgggggg,” she cried. For his part, the stranger knew he was making the actress respond in ways she never thought she would. It wouldn’t be long now before he made her cum, and he was dying to see her reaction when it happened. “Oh fuck, aaahhhhh, no, don’t, fuck, please stop, uuhhnnnn, uummmm, fuck, fuuuuccckkkk, don’t, uuuuurrrrgghhhhh,” Hayden couldn’t control herself. Her mind knew that she shouldn’t like this. She hated the idea of giving in and succumbing to his eating her out, but she couldn’t control her body. Her hips were grinding down on his face, his tongue stroking her clit, which was jutting out at him now, and she just couldn’t make it stop. She was going to cum. She knew it, she hated it, she loved it, and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. Hayden Panettiere continued clutching the covers, “Oh no, nooooooo, not thiiiiiisssssss, aaaarrrggghhhhhhh, I’m cummmmmiiiinnnnggggg, uuuuuhhhhggggggg, fuuuuucccckkkkkk,” she screamed in disbelief, in satisfaction, in disgust, in erotic delight as her body went rigid, her back lifted up off the bed, and she sprayed her womanly nectars all over this man’s face. He didn’t stop with his treatment of her snatch. He stayed between her legs for a moment, still sliding his tongue over her sopping slit, and slurping up her juices. “Oooooohhhhhh,” she cooed softly to herself ...

... as her body fell back down to the bed. She felt delightfully warm and tingly all over. She lifted a hand toward her breasts, and rubbed her chest for a moment until she brushed up against the stranger’s hand still rubbing chest, and quickly pulled away in horror. She was reminded of just how this all began, and couldn’t exactly thank him for the experience. He looked up from between her legs, to see her lying on her back, looking at the ceiling and panting heavily. The tears were gone, but Hayden had a look of confusion on her face, knowing that she shouldn’t be enjoying what was happening as much as she just had. Taking his hands off of her body, she immediately rolled over onto her stomach, wishing he might be done with her, even though she knew he wasn’t. He crawled on the bed behind her, straddling the back of her legs. He lifted her hips from the mattress and ran the tip of his once again erect rod along the slit of her vaginal lips. “Fuck, nooooooooo,” Hayden Panettiere moaned, not sure if it was because she really didn’t want him inside of her, or if it was because she just didn’t want to let him be the one to drive her to another orgasm. She gasped suddenly however when he traced his tip up from her slit and lined it up straight to the entrance of her ass. She shook her head. “No, not there,” she pleaded with just a barely audible whisper. She couldn’t believe that he would do that to her while she was fully aware to experience the ordeal. “Not there,” she said more ...