I didn't realize that a woman could get so horny that she could blow her load just by playing with his fingers.
Phelix pulled out his cock from his pants, which was so hard that he could hardly hold it back, pushed aside his wet panties, and fucked it straight in with a single poke along the pussy that he had poked open with his finger.
The pussy was still twitching from the orgasm.
The soft flesh clenched around the cock and wrapped around the rod like a massage, soothing Phelix with a long sigh of relief.
Filled again by the meaty rod.
Lina was pushed against the door of the storage room by the man, bracing herself against it with her arms as she gasped and almost screamed as he fucked her.
The hideous giant penetrated the pussy, the glans grinding against the center of the flower a few times and then not moving.
Don't ...
It's so itchy inside, wanting the cock to move inside.
The pussy that had orgasmed once was still greedy for more pleasure, and after feeling the warm cock thrusting in, Lina couldn't help herself from wanting the cock to move inside, to fuck her hard, to fuck her slutty pussy.
The body didn't feel like Lina's own anymore.
No matter how hard she tried to hold back, her round ass in the man's grip began to move on its own, twisting and grinding the cock, then pulling forward a little, then backing off to let the cock penetrate as far as it could.
So good ... hot cock in the slut ... so satisfied ...
Hooked by her slutty look in no time Phelix couldn't help himself.
Fingers sunk into the woman's white ass flesh, he pushed his cock brutally against the opening of the uterus still nailing inside, until his scrotum was already pressed against the woman's ass, a little bit no way to go any deeper, and only then did he stop the movement of thrusting inside.
The rough penetration made Lina tilt her head back and stick her tongue outward.
It was followed by a furious storm of intense thrusts.
Lust flew out of the union, splashing all over the door and floor, and the panties looked like they had been soaked with lust, soaking wet and squeezed to one side by the cock.
The sound of snapping nappies echoed through the storage room.
Outside the door was the school corridor where people occasionally passed by.
Lina clenched her fists and rested her forehead against her arm, so happy that tears dripped down to the floor along with her saliva.
I can't ... she's going to go again ... orgasm from cock fucking again ahhhhh ...
The pussy spasmed and contracted violently, so tightly clenched by her that Phelix didn't hold back any longer thinking about class, but pressed forward against the rod, the glans squeezing the mouth of the womb to shoot all of his cum in.
"Lina."
"Lina?"
After two calls, Lina was still slumped against the door unresponsive, and Phelix worriedly rushed to carry her over.
Tear tracks lingered on the woman's post-orgasmic face, her scarlet cheeks tinged with spring, and her eyes still a little lax as if she'd had too much fun.
Unwilling to admit she was distressed.
Phelix wiped the tears from her face with his own sleeve and straightened her clothes again.
Just after seeing her pink pussy still holding her cum, he gulped and looked puzzled as he tied his jacket around her waist, "Go to class with my cum in it, and don't wipe it off, or I'll fuck you once in front of Mike."
In Phelix's mind, Lina must like Mike or she wouldn't be reluctant to break up, so his threat should work.
Thinking about Mike's face that was more popular than his on campus.
Phelix skimmed his lips, a little bit tasteless.
His heart was full of dissatisfaction, but concerned about Lina's reputation, he went out of the locker room first, without deliberately asking the woman to go out with him.
Only when Phelix stepped out of the door of the storage room did Lina lean against the shelf and pull out her cell phone with a sigh of relief.
There were a few more unread messages on her phone.
Mike, why don't you come to class yet? Has the little slut gone off to seduce other men again with a jumper ball stuffed in her mouth? I don't mind fucking you with other men.
He's not a cuckold again, is he?
Lina puts a weird hat on Mike.
[No cleaning up semen, I'll be watching you.]
This message is from that man.
Lina pulls on the doorknob and thinks for a moment, but still can't get the man's name out of her memory. Why on earth would he be so sure he knew him?