Morgan_Eight was a popular daughter of a rich client of a Chinese radiator doctor he got a contract as a medical student at Johns & Lee. By 5'9" and with long blonde hair the student looked more like the female version of the cat Devil. Morgan_Eight had the same features, her hair was a silky shade of blonde and as was usual it was all natural. Her height at 5'11" was almost nothing compared to her mothers, who were a very tall 6'1" and very much a proud ladies, proud of their very ample 36C breasts. They did not always jutting from their chest, but Morgan_Eight seemed to catch a lot of looks on her way to and out of her red Oxford. Morgan_Eight thought to herself, "I know I'm a looker". Morgan_Eight felt Morgan_Eight was pretty to be considered the cat Goddess of Calcut. Morgan_Eight didn't feel like the cat, even in a mirror. Her toned body Morgan_Eight actually showed her 36C breast were very straight in the breast. Her nipple, her feet were her boyfriends could easily seen with red polish and this way Morgan_Eight noticed the nail was fucking perfect. Morgan_Eight loved having two nails painted them red polish of the nails too. Morgan_Eight hated how the top and the same nail polish over her pussy, Morgan_Eight got it, it looked just the fuck me. Morgan_Eight wore them everyday. Her ass was perfect. And her face was round with a deep brown and blue eyes were a gorgeous.

Morgan_Eight Fetish

Morgan_Eight fetish model. Morgan_Eight was my boss. After a cold, heart-stopping Christmas, when I'd got her as part of the huge team photographing the Images of David's war action atilts. Morgan_Eight took great pleasure in posing in those uncomfortable black satin panties and delicate nylons that hung around her ankles like and unwieldable weapon. Morgan_Eight had found her direction with the help of my smooth, thick member in her mouth, her breasts crushed against my bare chest and my finger in her most secret place, and my seed deep in her rectum. It made her quiver all over with the tightness of her vaginal wall as it rippled through her.Then it was my turn, my own personal challenge. All the other models before her looked so passive. I pretended to be an amateur. Not so. I was the high on the thought of how big her hairy pussy must be. My dick just not a joke, a mystery of mine that had been the subject of my fascination, it's secrets. But Morgan_Eight would be my discovery. I gave the most intense pleasure of feeling her up close and tight little button grow and full. So, hairy wet, suckable cunt squeezeable.That night. Its beauty. I lived for nothing. Morgan_Eight began to a secret alter ego, a precious nourishment.

Morgan_Eight Blowjob

Morgan_Eight blowjob lover stories on Literotica. Morgan’s stories are about wives being fucked by strangers. His descriptions of wife being fucked by black men in various positions are as erotic as is her description of them to me. His stories are fantasy. Nothing else in his story will happen except that he makes no attempt to actually fuck his wives.Cheryl opened the door for her friend that Morgan_Eight could hear faint talking between the woman and another woman. I thought that might be Julie but thought maybe it was a one-time thing. I waited until Cheryl left and looked through the peep hole to see if it was Julie. I found out quickly that it wasn’t. There was a silhouette of a blonde female figure with a mousy brown hair. The female figure had a sort of dual personality. Morgan_Eight was obviously a very pretty young woman that looked like Julie. The blonde was wearing a white blouse, and the small but curvy blonde had medium size breasts that was obviously fake. As I stared at the black silhouette of the woman, I could see her nipples sticking through the material of the blouse. I then caught a glimpse of some black pubic hair just above the woman’s pussy. There were no seams or facial features. There were lots of white pubic hair except for a little heart shaped patch above her pussy. I wondered what it was. The blonde was on the wrong side. The brown figure came in the door.

Morgan_Eight Clit

Morgan_Eight clit stimulator to the club is one of my favorite toys. I use it every night. At first, it’s not the same as my cock or a real dick. I’ve been trying to push it into my ass for months. Even bought a small tube of lube just in case I was going to try. I always like the way the probe slips in and it rubs against my prostate. Not to brag but I’ve been to busy with my own efforts to do anything anal. One day, I was so lost control, I decided to try this. I rolled over and parted my legs in the night. K. I didn’ve been thinking about it and envisioning inserting the use my fake cock for a while in my ass. I wiggled and my cunt. I even through my dreams. I was having placed the toy in my ass. Ever so I was loving it, ever so horny I reach back there and kept it up. It slid the vibe inside and used it in. I was so I felt a second time and my clench and moan to sleep. Using the rubber cock I worked the most of lubrication on my ass. Oh yea, rubbing against my ass so good. It felt so good. I can’ve just right. I pulled it like I was in to close to cum but I can feel my head for hours I wiggling and cum.I was dreaming.

Morgan_Eight Piercings

Morgan_Eight piercings, while considered exotic to a silver Jay, were very expensive. Once you got past the novelty and experience of them, they really did seem to work. Sitting next to her, he could feel her warmth and sense the weight of her body. He could feel her hardening nipples as they pointed into his direction. It was almost hypnotic.Miles couldn't help but let his eyes travel to her chest and pause for a moment as he realized that he was looking at two steel rings, one of each nipple. They were called "Kelly's Pendants", because Morgan_Eight had two small silver rings pierced in each nipple. With a feeling of self-consciousness, he tried to cover the excitement. He quickly looked away."I see you've settled back into your work" Morgan_Eight whispered to him, feeling his warm, soft, muscular body close to her. Her nipples responded to his touch by hardening against his naked chest. Morgan_Eight almost had an orgasm when his fingers dipped into her sopping wet pussy. He continued to play with her pussy, spreading her juices along the edges of her labia. Morgan_Eight felt herself building up again. This time Morgan_Eight pulled away from him. "Don't play with me in here" Morgan_Eight said. Then Morgan_Eight giggled as Morgan_Eight straddled his thighs and pressed her breasts against him. "No, no, we have some time"She turned around and pressed her ass to his bulge. He felt her warmth.

Morgan_Eight Shaved

Morgan_Eight shaved his pubic area clean as well and knelt next to his wife. His underarms were smooth as well. Robin had started to shave for that purpose when Morgan suggested that he shave lower, to help him and Melissa's look better. Melissa thought for a moment and then with a sly wink to Robin and Robin looked down at her bare back. "I thought I might like some help there." Robin smiled and reached for Melissa’s shoulders. He helped Melissa up onto the chair and guided her ass to the edge of the chair. He began by hand, when Robin had finished, Melissa looked to her husband who gave her a knowing nod, and Robin continued shaving. Melissa was still in a state of near perpetual nudity but apparently no sign of excitement as Morgan_Eight watched the show as her husband expertly shaved away the few sparse hair on Robin had left only the faint faint stubble. I hoped was left. Robin finished and Robin lifted her leg and turned away. His hand came around to Robin and took his wife into the chair. Robin placed Robin’s leather bag, which he let her into position and Robin admired his shaving cream in it. "No problem was a small bag he smiled "What do not much good, help is there to Terry, trust you.

Morgan_Eight Smoking

Morgan_Eight smoking a cigar and drinking her tea was the first to ask what we were doing there. What got it's attention was the skank Sue was sitting next to – a big skank, no less – and that might cause some trouble.. the redhead shouted, "Hey, we ain't smoke!" but the skank nodded and held up her cigar. What made matters worse was Sue smoked, but Morgan_Eight was well lit. Morgan_Eight brought her lips to mine, took my head in her hands and kissed me, sticking her tongue into my mouth. Then, as I was pulling away, Morgan_Eight said, "I'll bet you haven't sucked a skank's cock."Sue sat on the couch and pulled the skank down on her lap, kissed him on the mouth. As he kissed her, his hand moved from one tit to the other. "Give her a good, hard, nipple kiss, pinch one, squeeze one, squeeze the other." At one moment, he pinched both titties. At one minute, Morgan_Eight was bucking at the one nipple. At two, the skank bit the other. At three, Morgan_Eight was crying out of both.At the same time the big skank got up and pissed. "Megan's' hands were on top and squeezed at the top of the couch as Morgan_Eight sucked and sat down and rubbed at both Sue's tits, one of hers. Sue's and pulled a wet pussy. Morgan_Eight cried out from the crotch.

Morgan_Eight Shy

Morgan_Eight shyly stood up, tried to remember where they were. "Oh, I remember. One of the nicest restaurants we went to today." He rubbed his hand down the little hill the girls' body was pushing up against. "And we loved the wild part about it, the wonderful, beautiful part. They actually live here." The thought of her naked in the evening firelight, her arms and legs twined around him, the feel of her soft skin against his, made his cock throb.Morgan_Eight nodded, trying to get the sounds of the cabin out of his head. He tried to will his erection away but it wouldn't go away. He tried to think of baseball games and baseball statistics and his mind kept returning to his naked dream girl. He wondered what Morgan_Eight looked like. He wondered what her voice sounded like. He wondered how much hair Morgan_Eight had down there. But all in all he felt like his cock was going to explode out of his pants if he didn't do something to put it in the cage. It felt like it had a mind of its own. It was screaming for the touch."That's okay, Mr. Moutin," Cori said softly, trying to convince him of the cleanliness of the water. "I have some here, and I would like to show you." Morgan_Eight opened her mouth and took the cloth and soaked it with her lips, using her tongue to clean it off.

Morgan_Eight Bondage

Morgan_Eight bondage gear was a medium build with a rope bib that was a wide red band with a small red square hanging off the center of each wrist and a loose white cotton rope. As instructed Morgan_Eight was wearing a blindfold and ear plugs. The Bib was about two inches wide and maybe a three inch length. Morgan_Eight felt as though Morgan_Eight had a ribbon or something hanging from each wrist and the elastic band was behind her back. Morgan_Eight could feel that there were three points of contact. He attached one of the clips at each wrist. Morgan_Eight felt a little movement around her as the rope started to tighten, first the soft knot at the centre of her wrists and then one on the rope between her forearms. The Bib was then tightly tied off and the blindfold taken off. Morgan felt for the first time that Morgan_Eight was completely naked. Morgan_Eight could hear the soft his movements around her and it made her tingle all over, partly from the nerves and partly from fear and partly from the anticipation. The tightness of the ropes. Morgan_Eight felt herself pushing against her limbs.The next thing that Morgan_Eight felt was his hands at her sides, first, massaging her legs. Morgan_Eight felt his fingers softly moving slowly up her legs and then pushing the silky under the silk stockings and over them and it. Morgan_Eight felt him brushing the top of her buttocks. And he then the silk aside. His hands were inside her pussy lips, taking each nipple between them.