Re: BBC Adventures 2 (Futa!Liara/Various females): Liara/Miranda 3/?
anonymous
December 3 2014, 20:21:57 UTC
She slipped in a second finger, thoroughly coating the inside of Lawson’s anal passage with the lube, making sure she was as slick inside as possible. Another finger went under, sliding in between wet folds where the human’s juicy cunt was grasping as she slowly ground her clit against the table surface. She really liked this position, bending women over physically as well as psychologically, dominating them with her massive shaft.
Liara strokes her wet shaft with some more lube, getting it just as slick as she can for the eventually entry into the human’s rear passage. Finally she lines up the tip with the hole she’s spread with her fingers somewhat, and pushes in. The entrance is just as hot and tight as she remembers, and it’s slow going for them both. Miranda wriggles her hips backwards, trying to fit more in, as at the same time Liara inched forward and pushed herself in. Her eyes were riveted by the visual of her thick shaft cramming itself into that hole, by the way Miranda’s asscheeks quivered from the strain.
She couldn’t resist the impulse, hand raining down a smack on one, reddening the flesh in the shape of her handprint.
“That’s you Cerberus whore, take my cock all the way up your ass. How does it feel, hmm?”
“So…so tight. So big.”
“Tell me, who’s the best ass-fuck you’ve had? Me, or some human?”
“You. You by far.”
“Which means…”
Miranda gasped now, losing her ability to speak temporarily as she was almost all the way into the hot, buttered hole, the ass forming a seal along the length of her cock, every nerve enveloped by the tight, warm embrace of Miranda’s rear passage.
“Asari…asari are better.”
One hand on the human’s hips, she drew herself out partway, and then forcefully shoved it back, her cock driving Miranda forward into the table. She could see Lawson’s breasts squishing into the wood, white human hands clenching and unclenching. She knows she’s close, her cock ready to blows its load down into Miranda’s guts, every twitch and throb pushing her closer to the edge, every little thrust she makes into that beautiful behind making it harder to resist. Her cock feels like a steel bar, a bottle with its cork worked loose, a volcano ready to blow as she looks down at Miranda’s naked back and legs, wobbling on her black heels.
Liara strokes her wet shaft with some more lube, getting it just as slick as she can for the eventually entry into the human’s rear passage. Finally she lines up the tip with the hole she’s spread with her fingers somewhat, and pushes in. The entrance is just as hot and tight as she remembers, and it’s slow going for them both. Miranda wriggles her hips backwards, trying to fit more in, as at the same time Liara inched forward and pushed herself in. Her eyes were riveted by the visual of her thick shaft cramming itself into that hole, by the way Miranda’s asscheeks quivered from the strain.
She couldn’t resist the impulse, hand raining down a smack on one, reddening the flesh in the shape of her handprint.
“That’s you Cerberus whore, take my cock all the way up your ass. How does it feel, hmm?”
“So…so tight. So big.”
“Tell me, who’s the best ass-fuck you’ve had? Me, or some human?”
“You. You by far.”
“Which means…”
Miranda gasped now, losing her ability to speak temporarily as she was almost all the way into the hot, buttered hole, the ass forming a seal along the length of her cock, every nerve enveloped by the tight, warm embrace of Miranda’s rear passage.
“Asari…asari are better.”
One hand on the human’s hips, she drew herself out partway, and then forcefully shoved it back, her cock driving Miranda forward into the table. She could see Lawson’s breasts squishing into the wood, white human hands clenching and unclenching. She knows she’s close, her cock ready to blows its load down into Miranda’s guts, every twitch and throb pushing her closer to the edge, every little thrust she makes into that beautiful behind making it harder to resist. Her cock feels like a steel bar, a bottle with its cork worked loose, a volcano ready to blow as she looks down at Miranda’s naked back and legs, wobbling on her black heels.
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