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Denise's tit didn't quite fit. Because of this, Conrad left red tooth marks up and down the sides of the snowy white cones. The slight pain heightened the sensation, however, and soon Denise was thrashing about wildly everytime Conrad's tongue pressed firmly down into her nipple.

His wet, rough tongue dragged along the delicate surface and pushed her erotic sensations to the highest possible intensity. Every touch was sheer delight. Soon, Denise couldn't bear to have Conrad ever leave her jugs unattended.

But he did. Conrad loved sucking on the milk bags, but he wanted more than a mouthful of tit.

His mouth closed over Denise's, his tongue flashing out again like a lightning bolt and worming its way into her mouth. Kissing deeply, Conrad's tongue caressed and lightly stroked Denise's. The sharp tang of her saliva met his tastebuds, and he felt his prick strain and harden to the point where it actually pained him. It throbbed and begged for release. It hurt. It was on fire. It was on fire, and the only liquid that would put the carnal blaze out was the cunt juice trickling from between Denise's satiny thighs.

Conrad wasn't one to waste time. He rolled over on top of the brunette and spread her legs with one hand. Denise instinctively spread her thighs wide.

How badly she needed a man's cock inside her cunt!

In an instant, Conrad thrust forward and his steely prick penetrated the fleshy fortress of Denise's pussy. He felt his dick gobbled up by the sucking, swallowing action of Denise's greedy cunt. As if he were being pulled into a whirlpool, Conrad found himself being dragged forward with even more force than he was exerting.

Buried balls deep inside the brunette's seething cunt, Conrad gloried in the warmth and liquid heat that bathed his massive prick. The juices of the woman's churning pussy seeped into his pillar of manmeat. He felt as if his cock was a long fuse being lit by Denise's intense inner fires.

"Yesss, oh, yesss!" the woman moaned, slurring her words. "Fuck me hard! I need you up my cunt! All the way!"

Conrad gulped as Denise contracted her cunt muscles. The force gripping his buried dong was incredible. The woman had almost complete control over her cunt muscles and made sure that the man wasn't going to leave his snug berth inside her twat.

As if Conrad wanted to!

"Ready for this, baby?"

With those words, Conrad rapidly pulled his prick out of her cunt, then smashed back into the lovely brunette's box with bruising strength. Conrad collided with Denise's tender pussylips and compressed them around his mighty dong. His balls slapped wetly against the woman's ass. And his eight-inch cock seared its way into the lovely woman's heaving belly until it was surrounded by velvety cunt walls.

"UnngghHHH!" Denise moaned as she felt the man's body ram into hers. The feeling of his pubic hair rubbing across her crotch drove her wild. The coarse hair tickled her erect clit with prickly, scratchy feelings. And the sensations of Conrad's dick surging into her humid cunt was completely and totally indescribable.

Denise was filled to overflowing with prick. She wanted to scream out her joy at having all the cock she could take. She was impaled on a spike of quivering, hard meat and could do nothing but move around it. As her juices trickled out around the plug that sealed her tight cunt hole, Denise finally succumbed to the urge and screamed out her passions.

Conrad smirked a bit, then said in a lust-dulled voice, "Really getting off, eh? How about this?"

He pulled out of the tight sheath of hot female flesh and thrust into Denise's twat one more time. The tremors that racked her body signaled an orgasm from the feeling in her belly, along the walls of her cunt, in the sensitive clit, even in her bulging tits, Denise knew that she was going to climax soon.

Conrad slowly extracted his dick amid a flood of cunt juice that soaked his balls. The man ignored the tickly feeling as he prepared for another mighty thrust up the tight snatch that Denise so willingly opened for him. He couldn't remember ever fucking a tighter, hotter chick before. Even his first piece of ass hadn't seemed this tight. And Conrad wasn't going to waste it. He wanted to prolong the wondrous sensation of shaving his cock into a flaming hot, vise-tight cunt as long as possible.

Denise trembled as Conrad's cock slid from her cunt. She felt the throb-throb-throb of his mighty dong inside her drooling snatch slowly retreat until only the broad, purpled head of his dick remained lodged inside her gash.

Denise writhed constantly on the bed, now feeling the satin under her back. The smoothness and cool crispness of the sheets turned her on. She'd never fucked on satin before. Doing it made it obvious why some of her friends continually raved about the sensuality of it. Each tiny motion was sensuous, a hedonist's delight.

When she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, she saw the mirror reflecting the image of two people fucking it took her lust-and-alcohol fogged mind an instant to realize that it was she with the creamy white legs spread so wide. And that it was Conrad with the meaty cock that was being shoved into the dark patch of her cunt mouth.

Another tremor vibrated throughout her body with the realization that she could both feel and watch herself being fucked. Never before had such an opportunity presented itself to her. It was the ultimate turn-on for the woman.

Cock seared her cunt and filled her insides with flaming desires. Electric discharges jolted through her brain and ignited depth charges deep inside her horny twat.

And watching Conrad's muscles now as he fucked her, seeing the entire sex act from the overhead perspective, was an added bonus.

The figures in the mirror rocked and bucked together. Denise hunched up to meet Conrad's thrust into her cunt and the reflection in the mirror did likewise. Conrad straightened to agonizingly pull out his prick for another thrust, and the mirror's reflection duplicated the action.

Denise had a brand-new view of fucking. She idly wondered if she would ever get off on just watching two people fuck, if she might be a voyeur rather than an active participant.

When Conrad's cock raced along her cunt, all such thoughts were erased from her mind. It was too good to ever give up to just watch. She could dig watching herself getting fucked, but doing it was the real thrill.

Conrad couldn't see the mirror but he didn't really care. He could watch Denise. The woman's tits heaved up and down as her breath began to come in sharp, staccato bunts. Watching the boobs bounce and dance like puppets turned Conrad on even more.

He picked up the tempo of his fucking, gulping as he felt the contractions of Denise's cunt as she climaxed. A giant's velvet-gloved fist grabbed at his entire dong. As if intent on milking him of every drop of his cum, Denise's cunt walls continued to squeeze tighter and tighter on his cock.

Conrad wasn't finished. He wanted more. He wanted to experience more of the woman's tight cunt, her inner heat, her passion-racked body.

Soon, he couldn't control his hips any longer. Conrad began fucking into her man-hole with long, fierce strokes. He slammed into her crotch with the force of waves smashing into a rocky coastline. His balls had tightened into a hard, compressed sphere that hung suspended under his huge prong, but they still collided with Denise's ass. Every thrust into the eager woman's cunt was deeper, more powerful.

Soon, Denise climaxed again.

"Oooohhhh! Fuck me harrrrd!" she cried, then bit her lower lip as she fully experienced the cock reaming out her aunt.

Conrad gulped as he felt his cum racing along his steel-hard shaft. When he erupted inside Denise, his jism spewed forth like an erotic fountain, bathing her juicy cunt with spurt after long spurt.