You lean over little Miss Drew as you thrust wildly. Your hands move around her and push up under the front of her sweater to cup her perky breasts. You can feel her bare flesh pressing into your palms as you squeeze her firmly.
The young detective's ass is shaking and jiggling as your abs smack loudly against it as you bury your huge cock inside her.
“Oh, God, it feels so good, Sir... soooo big...” she whimpers and pants as you work yourself into her, “Much bigger than any I’ve... oh god... had before!”
Mr. Kamp and his adorable little fuck toy are still going at it. He yanks and pulls at her hair and tiny body; looking like he's going to break her in half, yet Emma just keeps moaning and screaming for more.
You feel Nancy suddenly tighten up around your dick, as the teen detective is rocked by an intense orgasm brought on by your monster cock. She shudders beneath you; pussy leaking fluids down the inside of her thighs while you continue to fuck her tight pussy.
Emma's hips push back on the assailing cock violently; her whole body shaking and bouncing as she eagerly takes the older man's cock. Her modest tits swing and shake wildly as she is thrown forward each time. It’s too much for you to take.
“Ah, I’m gonna cum…” you moan out.
Nancy looks back at you over her shoulder, “Cum inside me, sir , I’m on the pill. Ah, fill me with your warmth!”
"Oh fuck! Cum all over my face, Daddy!" Emma moans back to the grunting Mr. Kamp.
Mr. Kamp suddenly pulls out of her and commands, "Open your mouth, Emma!"
Emma does as she's told and spins around, flopping down on the lounge chair. Her mouth opens wide and she looks up at him, her little tongue coming out to lap at the head of his cock.
Mr. Kamp groans as thick ropes of white cum shoot from his cock, flying all over the young girl's face. A few more volleys of cum shoot across her face as she giggles; they land in her hair, on her face and dripping down onto her tits.
“Here *thrust* it *thrust* cums!” you pant out before you slam your hips against Nancy’s cunt, your balls tightening up. You somehow manage to pull out just in time. Your hips grind into her perky little rear as you explore; shooting your hot seed all over the tiny detective's wiggling ass.
Nancy looks back at you and she grins at you; her big eyes glued to yours. She watches your face and lifts her ass; grinding it back against your pulsing cock and milking the cum from your cock as you let out a moan of pleasure.
Nancy smiles back at you as you empty your balls across your bare cheeks and she gigles, “Pent up, much, Mr ?”
She continues grinding her tight young ass back against your thick cock as your hot seed covers her bare cheeks.
You chuckle slightly, but don't say anything as you try to catch your breath.
Looking up finally, you notice Mr. Kamp and Emma have finished, “Nancy, look, they’re on the move.”
Without a word, Mr Kamp turns and walks back to the house; pulling his pants back into place and zipping up as he goes inside.
Emma slowly stands back up and grabs a towel from the ground beside the chair, wiping the cum from her face. She then zips her hoodie back up and stands, pulling her panties and shorts back into place.
"Well, what's the next step? Do we talk to Mr. Kamp, or do we talk to the girl?" You ask, stuffing your cock back into your boxers and zipping up your fly.
Nancy wiggles her hips as she slides her thong back up and pushes her skirt down; covering her cum-covered ass, pondering the question as she does so. |