<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/68/c8/7768c85cfe08ed88c5029771a1eaf25a.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Heather Thomas</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Downstairs Media Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> <a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a> &amp; <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Sally <br/>
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Once Baxter was properly secured to the table, Heather sat still straddling his impressively muscled chest.  When she was Sally begin to move to the foot of the table, she knew her time as a virgin was nearing its end.  Heart thumped in her chest as she ground her wet pussy against Baxter's muscles without even being aware she was doing it.  She leaned forward, raising her ass at Sally's prompting, hands on either side of Baxter's head, perky little tits hanging just out of reach of his mouth.  "Oh my god."  She moaned and arched as she felt Sally's tongue on her pucker.  As Sally slurped on Baxter's cock, milking those first drops of precum, she kissed Baxter briefly then rubbed her tits across his face, offering her nipples to his lips.  <br/>
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She nervously eased back at Sally's prompting.  She froze a moment as she felt the huge cock head pressed against her tiny opening.  She panicked.  "Wait, slow down, I'm a virgin."  She cried out quickly in confession.  Baxter would see a rare blush and hint of embarrassment on her face as she looked at him almost apologetically.  <br/>
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Her confession seemed to give Sally enough pause to let her go at her own pace.  Heather knelt upright, to better align her body with Baxter's erect cock.  She rubbed him against her wetness, then rose up on her feet, his cock too long to be straight up with her kneeling.  She squatted over him, grateful that Sally's position sitting on his face helped hide her awkward impalement from the boy's gaze.  She began to settle onto him, her mouth open, her breaths coming in ragged bursts as she felt her pussy being stretched beyond what it could possibly have been meant for.  "AAaahhh"  She cried out slightly as the bulbous head suddenly squeezed into her.  A couple of tears fell down her cheeks as she gathered herself for a moment.  "Perhaps slower isn't better."  She said looking at Sally, panting for a moment before proceeding.  She then let herself go suddenly lower, just an inch or two.  "Oh god...mmmmffff"  She cried out again, her chest beading with perspiration from the warm room and her exertions.  <br/>
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She reached out and grabbed Sally's hands for support.  A few more panted breaths and she left her self fall completely, impaling herself on Baxter's thick hard cock.  She looked at Sally with a big smile, one hand rubbing her flat tummy, she could swear she felt the bulge of his cock as she rubbed her belly.  She couldn't believe how full she felt with his cock throbbing inside of her.</span><br/><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://cdn-i30.definebabe.com/_idb/g/69/72/11/b69f3eb52d/01.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Amber Henderson</a><br/>
<b>Location: Master Bedroom<br/>
Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Simon <br/>
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"Oh my."  Amber looked admiringly at Simon's deceptively large cock.  "Who would have imagined little Simon Anderson had such a magnificently big cock."  She put a hard edge on the consonants of that last word as she stared openly at his manhood.  She strutted closer to him then literally shoved him onto the bed, his cock standing straight up like a flagpole.  With surprising strength she grabbed his legs and the knees and pulled him until his ass was on the edge of the large bed.  She knelt between his legs, still in her bikini top and denim short shorts.  <br/>
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With one hand she gripped the head of his cock, squeezing it hard enough to keep him from ejaculating.  Her free hand lightly stroked his shaft with her finger tips while she inspected his cock, close enough he would feel the warmth of her breath caressing his balls.  She sucked on his left nut, her tongue massaging the hairy balls sack.  She opened wider and sucked both into her mouth, tugging at them before letting them pop back out with an audible 'pop' of her slurping lips.  She knew he was going to pop off any moment, but she would do her best to prolong his agony.  Nothing like hearing a young boy beg.   </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://www.thesun.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/NINTCHDBPICT000539528801.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lea Stormvauld</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Upstairs, Peter's Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Peter <br/>
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Lea held her head high as she anticipated his climax.  She could be a bit of a princess and felt herself above such crude things as facials and certainly not swallowing.  But she tolerated his mess even if she couldn't fully hide the look of disgust at the mess he made of her, especially her hair.  She closed her eyes and mouth, trying her best to maintain some sense of dignity as she was cum marked like a common whore.  "So I've been told."  Her tolerance for the arrogant young man was waning as her sexual need had been satisfied.    "Can you get me a towel."  She said with her eyes still closed.  </span>