a canvass. The result was a magical masterpiece, an artistic expression of sex, lust, emotion and love. It was perfection.
Before her swirled a tornado of brilliant colors. There were red, yellow, purple and pink. There were blue, green, orange and violet. There were other colors she had never seen before. They all came together as one. It was hot blood boiling over in pleasure, a vivid symbol of orgasmic bliss. It was the color of Steven’s cock plunged deep into her pussy. It was the color of the juices flowing from her walls. It was the color of love and lust, passion and pleasure, cock in pussy. It was the color of Steven and Jena.
“Cum good, baby! Cum for me, Jena baby!” Steven began to pump her furiously.
“Ohhh! Fuck me baby!” shouted Jena. “Fuck me good! Give me that hard cock!”
Jena was a lightning rod. The fulminous heavens showered her with erotic energy. It pulsated into her flesh and bones. Every granule of her body luxuriated in ecstasy. Every fiber was a receptacle of pleasure. Once again she convulsed in fiery gratification—hot, wet, slick cum streamed from her depths. She squeezed Steven’s cock flushing it with her flesh.
“Cum inside me!” she cried out. “Shoot your cum in me. Give it to me, Steven!”
Steven’s mind went white with her command. All conscious thought left him. All that remained was the primal urge to fill his horny baby with hot cum. Jena would get exactly what she wanted. Yes, she would get those powerful spurts of thick, hot cum. He would shoot it deep and hard. He would soak her with his seed, flood her with his life force.
Steven concentrated on the pleasure she was giving him. His mind faded into the abyss of the animal. It was a place of instinct and survival. It was the domain of the rough and tough. It was a place where appetite ruled, a place where you fed your hunger or you died. If you wanted something you had to take it.
Sex was what he wanted. That’s what he was doing, taking Jena’s pussy. This was no time for weakness. This was the time to satisfy his primitive desire. Only the strong survive the streets of the primal—and right now he was the strongest man on the planet.
Steven’s eyes closed as the animal took refuge. He thought about where he was—here, now. He was inside the hottest pussy in the world. All the billionaires on the planet didn’t have what he had. An insatiable pussy was worshipping his cock, smothering it with fiery flesh. He was fucking a wild animal that needed a good fucking. Her greedy pussy needed satisfying. Her pussy was a hungry one, one that craved big, thick, hard cock. That’s what she was getting. Her ravenous pussy was getting cock—his cock. Yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck that hot pussy!
Reality gave way to fantasy…fantasy to reality…fantasy was reality. Steven threw his head back and set himself free. Pleasure was all that mattered. Nothing existed but his swollen cock pounding Jena’s hot pussy. Screw the world and everything in it. Jena’s pussy was wrapped around his cock. There was nothing else.
Jena was his new reality. She was a treasure chest packed with pleasure. Her pussy was his alone. Jena was his personal slut, willing to spread for him anytime and anyplace. She was as horny as he was. Her avarice for his cock knew no limits. There was nothing more she liked to do than fuck. She was his lusty slut. She was his personal porn star who would ravish his cock at his command. And love it! Taking his cock deep inside was what she now lived for. Fucking him was her newfound craft. He was her art, her essence, her core desire.
And now it was Steven’s turn. In seconds he would explode like never before. A volcano of lust boiled within his veins, pumping raw lust through his heart and into his groin. His cock ached with captive pleasure pleading for release. He began to go over the edge. He plunged into her harder, faster. Deeper into her he sunk his swollen shaft. Their bodies smacked with
Before her swirled a tornado of brilliant colors. There were red, yellow, purple and pink. There were blue, green, orange and violet. There were other colors she had never seen before. They all came together as one. It was hot blood boiling over in pleasure, a vivid symbol of orgasmic bliss. It was the color of Steven’s cock plunged deep into her pussy. It was the color of the juices flowing from her walls. It was the color of love and lust, passion and pleasure, cock in pussy. It was the color of Steven and Jena.
“Cum good, baby! Cum for me, Jena baby!” Steven began to pump her furiously.
“Ohhh! Fuck me baby!” shouted Jena. “Fuck me good! Give me that hard cock!”
Jena was a lightning rod. The fulminous heavens showered her with erotic energy. It pulsated into her flesh and bones. Every granule of her body luxuriated in ecstasy. Every fiber was a receptacle of pleasure. Once again she convulsed in fiery gratification—hot, wet, slick cum streamed from her depths. She squeezed Steven’s cock flushing it with her flesh.
“Cum inside me!” she cried out. “Shoot your cum in me. Give it to me, Steven!”
Steven’s mind went white with her command. All conscious thought left him. All that remained was the primal urge to fill his horny baby with hot cum. Jena would get exactly what she wanted. Yes, she would get those powerful spurts of thick, hot cum. He would shoot it deep and hard. He would soak her with his seed, flood her with his life force.
Steven concentrated on the pleasure she was giving him. His mind faded into the abyss of the animal. It was a place of instinct and survival. It was the domain of the rough and tough. It was a place where appetite ruled, a place where you fed your hunger or you died. If you wanted something you had to take it.
Sex was what he wanted. That’s what he was doing, taking Jena’s pussy. This was no time for weakness. This was the time to satisfy his primitive desire. Only the strong survive the streets of the primal—and right now he was the strongest man on the planet.
Steven’s eyes closed as the animal took refuge. He thought about where he was—here, now. He was inside the hottest pussy in the world. All the billionaires on the planet didn’t have what he had. An insatiable pussy was worshipping his cock, smothering it with fiery flesh. He was fucking a wild animal that needed a good fucking. Her greedy pussy needed satisfying. Her pussy was a hungry one, one that craved big, thick, hard cock. That’s what she was getting. Her ravenous pussy was getting cock—his cock. Yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck that hot pussy!
Reality gave way to fantasy…fantasy to reality…fantasy was reality. Steven threw his head back and set himself free. Pleasure was all that mattered. Nothing existed but his swollen cock pounding Jena’s hot pussy. Screw the world and everything in it. Jena’s pussy was wrapped around his cock. There was nothing else.
Jena was his new reality. She was a treasure chest packed with pleasure. Her pussy was his alone. Jena was his personal slut, willing to spread for him anytime and anyplace. She was as horny as he was. Her avarice for his cock knew no limits. There was nothing more she liked to do than fuck. She was his lusty slut. She was his personal porn star who would ravish his cock at his command. And love it! Taking his cock deep inside was what she now lived for. Fucking him was her newfound craft. He was her art, her essence, her core desire.
And now it was Steven’s turn. In seconds he would explode like never before. A volcano of lust boiled within his veins, pumping raw lust through his heart and into his groin. His cock ached with captive pleasure pleading for release. He began to go over the edge. He plunged into her harder, faster. Deeper into her he sunk his swollen shaft. Their bodies smacked with
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