Tag: Bondage

Throwing on her shroud, she gathered the collar of the cloak. Sealing it with the black bow she looked back at the image of herself. “Tonight is the Thief of the Night Festival” grinning into her image. “And now for the black lipstick as the finishing touch!” Donning the darker shade Clarissa gave herself one final look, “Mmm Mmmm, you are one hot kitty burglar” winking to herself and pinching her nip as she turned to leave.
Rushing to catch up to her sorority sister’s her chest bounced as she exited the door. “Mmm, I bet that is Pixel” seeing a sexy sway in her step. Moving like the wind, “And that would be Angie” checking out the black cloak walking next to her.
“Good evening my Sisters” the haunting call boomed from the speaker next to the trio. “Tonight is a haunting ceremoany” letting the words sink in. “For tonight there was a rash of burglaries. Each with the ultimate goal of sexual gratification..” taking a pause to catch her breath. “Be it from the lowly freshman to the Pervfessor no one was safe” the crowd grew with each passing word. “So tonight’s excursion” Jinx’s voice took on a sexual butt sinister tone, “we shall enter and fuck someone! Girls if you are thinking about your lover think again cuz your lover is standing right next to you” her voice changed to suit the mood. “I know there is a dude who you secretly masturbate over” directing this comment to her lover who covered her face with the cloak.
“I know where your going” matching Clarissa step for step as the pair fled the street light. Angie did not know where Clarissa was going butt playing the odds figured if she said she knew then Clarissa would share their destination.
“Not exactly where I figured” Angie whispered while sneaking on, “Hey wait is.. is this the Pink Sand Rack House?!” If Clarissa had not been so fast Angie’s little out burst could have spelled doom for the pair.
“Shhhh, we’re supposed to be thieves’ of the night not loud moaner” Clarissa whispered into Angie’s ear. “Know cum or go find your own house to (letting her shutter escape) sexually ass..ault” Clarissa whispered as she passed Angie one more time.
“All I’m saying is I saw them at the rally” Angie tried once again to tell Clarissa.
“Shhhh, there is one who is left” so far managing to dodge all the squeaky boards. Checking every room for any sign of female opposition, “Excellent the path is clear..” Looking ahead to the glowing door of one Marty Chestbanger. The pair advanced.
Checking the lock, turning the handle as the door opened just as silently as they have been. Feeling herself, knowing how wet she gets for the goaltender’s, especially this goaltender. Waving in Angie as they positioned them selves in two different positions. Holding up three fingers, the count down has begun. The pointer finger fell, then the ring finger leaving the middle finger saluting the world.
They both jumped into action. Angie straddling his head, grinding her wet cunt on to his mouth.
“What..” luckily to get that word out as his tongue was greeted by a wet snatch. Marty’s cock went hard immediately giving Clarissa the perfect opportunity to sink it in her bum. “I will find out who is responsible for this..” taking a breath between eating out Angie. “..just yOoou wa.. w..t!” That stutter was caused by Clarissa and her tight asshole.
Plunging all the way down on that scrumptious cock was the only way to ensure a orgasm right from the beginning. Grabbing his arms, pulling them off of Angie’s legs. The clasp of hands on tits just echoed the next orgasm. “F..ck Mmmmmmmmm.. gOood good cock” trying to say this without any more orgasms. His hands where callused, dry and cracked. Clarissa’s tit was smooth, supple and hard, her nipples where becuming the star attraction of this booty raid.
Gripping two huge hugs, squeezing them till Marty could feel the riders orgasm hit. “I have a idea” he thought as his hands went from her chest to her arms in one fell move. Pumping with his cock as he could tell the tempo of her breathing.
“Fuckkk Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” trying to struggle is always fun even if it’s not for escape. “Your.. yOoour Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm OooOoooOoooo..” Clarissa knowing that he had scored butt he was still to hot. From the restraint of his hands to the power of his cock ramming all the way into her ass she knew what he wanted.
“Fucking eat my pussy.. yes, yesss.. Ooo fuckkk yes” Angie screamed as she ground her slit onto his tongue. Finally unable to restraint herself she reached forward to cease Clarissa’s hair. “Cum here and kiss my fuckkking lips” pulling Clarissa close to lock lips with her.
All this bouncing has drove Clarissa to grab for her tits. Squeezing, pressing them together in her final attempt to stiff the massive orgasm that has cum. “Oh.. ..uck … OooOoooOoooo (her ass joining the fight to cum all over Marty) … Oooohmifuck I’m..” the jerk from her hips only added to the orgasm, “cum..g n..w ..ow … OooohOooohOooohOoooh!” Reversing the role of Angie drawing her in. With both hands wrestling with Angie’s head just became a whole lot easier. Pressing their lips together, tonguing each other’s hole, letting the spit that drooled off of there kiss to run down Clarissa’s triple S’s.
Not sure which was hotter the spit from the two of them dripping onto him or the fact the he made her squirt from his cock to his chest.
The giggles as the two Thief’s of the Night ran across the street looking to get as far away from the Pink Sand Rack House as possible.

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
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These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Wanting to make the perfect impression. For the first time since I entered this club, I took a breath. Hands bracing myself in the door jam, wishing that the person just beyond was a total stranger. Feeling my heartbeat, feeling my imagination running it’s hands over my naked body. Squeezing my breasts as its touch brought shivers down my spine. Struggling to breath butt listening to a memory playing deep within my mind. “Head up (with a spanking to my bum, that grasp tightening around my asshole), chest out, one foot in front of the other” feeling the fingers as they started to penetrate my asshole along with a, a…
The door groaned open. My chest pushing the door, nipples hard expecting to see Hector and his large cock waiting for me as I walked in. Getting a feel for the room, seeing that this door lead to a small stage just big enough for a little show… A little show without the lights so I could see… Even with the click of my heels on the wood. The door slammed shut behind me! Read more »

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story… Read more »