The Debauched Of Antlin 20 Little Night To Socialize. Part2 +18

Her eyes directed towards the beautiful woman who takes pleasure in slapping her two huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s against each other, she is surprised when a big hand grabs her by the chin.

The tall man with hungry eyes, raises her chin quickly until it is less than two inches away from his s.e.x erected from which, a drop of pre-ejaculatory fluid is already flowing.

Leaning backwards in his comfortable armchair right in front of the sofa where Rhea is sitting, the Baron who enjoys the show, m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.es with enthusiasm his thick s.e.x.

This beautiful c.o.c.k that has already ravaged her so many times, jumps and without Rhea being able to prepare herself for it, she feels the abundant spurt of her lover's hot c.u.m diffuse over her face.

In order not to spoil the delicious liquid that already flows along her face and ends up on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Rhea doesn't waste a second to stick out her little tongue to enjoy this nourishing substance she is crazy about.

"Let me clean you up, little girl."

A man's touch is nice, but when the beautiful mature woman starts her cleansing session by gently licking her face to remove the thick, masculine-smelling sperm that's starting to drive her crazy, Rhea melts completely.

The tongue of a mature woman is so soft. From her cheeks, to her little nose, lingering on her lips where they both exchange the Viscount's sperm when Rhea takes out her little tongue, to her neck, the young woman lost in a rare well-being, feels her little p.u.s.s.y eject a powerful jet of cyprin.

Rhea understands what an expert this n.o.ble woman is when it comes to taking care of other women's bodies, when, without even remove her lips from her skin, she travels from her neck to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s for the sole purpose of cleansing them.

Certainly more to please herself than to complete her work, the mature woman takes the girl's right breast with both hands and presses it forcefully, to make it easier for her to put it in her mouth.

In front of the two men jerking off faster and faster while watching her get breast-fed a woman who could be her mother, Rhea feels her p.u.s.s.y pulsating so much that it sends small electric shocks in her lower belly.

"Leaving those two huge udders like that would be the greatest sacrilege of all. Little girl, have you ever tried to get milked?"

Hearing the question she doesn't understand the meaning of, Rhea who had just closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation to breast-fed someone much older than her, opens them with surprise.

However, her surprise is quickly eclipsed when she feels someone lifting her b.u.t.tocks to pull up her short skirt.

"Miss Rhea, would you allow me to insert myself between your pretty l.a.b.i.a majora?"

Was that question really necessary? For more than two minutes the Baron has been rubbing his big d.i.c.k against her wet v.a.g.i.n.a which palpitates and throws small jets of love juice in the hope to be made penetrate.

To grant his request, Rhea opens her small mouth, but the Viscount is faster than she is.

Surprised, Rhea panics when his huge glans forces her small lips and teeth to separate.

Completely spread out in the luxurious black sofa, she contracts and wants to straighten up, however, at that moment, an even bigger c.o.c.k penetrates her narrow v.a.g.i.n.a.

"Your young friend is really tight, Mr Viscount. The little naughty aspirates my c.o.c.k so much that I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain my gentlemanly position for hours. For sure, at this rate, it won't be long before I e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e inside her."

"Do, my friend. Fill her uterus as many times as you like. You are a friend and it goes without saying that I am pleased to let you defile the young v.a.g.i.n.a of my future wife. However her little a.s.s is even tighter. Madame Clen, may I ask you to prepare it so that I may access it without too much difficulty?"

Do these two males who talk about her in terms that make Rhea think she's nothing more than a s.e.x toy, even know she's here?

Again trapped by those d.a.m.n n.o.bles closer to bandits than to well-educated people, Rhea lays her hand on the part of the s.e.x still visible that just lodged in the back of her throat.

With the help of her tongue which turns around the Viscount's thick tool, she starts to make him enjoy her f.e.l.l.a.t.i.o, of which she masters all the secrets.

Rhea firmly grasps the large stem of the Viscount, which, turned purple because of the large influx of blood, grows even bigger against her cheeks.

Gently letting the swollen limb slide out of her mouth, she licks it with the flat of her tongue until it lands on the burning glans.

Rhea gives a small lick on the tip from which a small amount of pre-ejaculatory fluid escapes. Licking this delight like a kitten, Rhea quickly realizes with great frustration that she has unfortunately already swallowed it all.

Desiring more of this precious and all-too-rare drink, she surrounds the viscount's glans with her thin lips and she gently sucks the warm end of the viscount's limb.

This little pleasure, however, comes to a quick end.

Already devastated by Baron Clen's big c.o.c.k, which sinks deep into her innards, when a little finger crosses the entrance of her most private area, Rhea moans with pleasure and she spits out the Viscount's thick glans.

Disregarding her desperate state, the Viscount grabs the beautiful girl's sweaty head and again, he directs his s.e.x between her lips.

Rhea tries to grab the Viscount's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es to make them roll between her fingers, but she doesn't have the strength anymore.

The Baron who holds her firmly by her ankles, thighs wide apart, accelerates the rhythm of her thrusts.

"Her giant b.r.e.a.s.t.s jumping out at the rhythm of my strokes hips defeated me. I'm at my breaking point. Dear friend, look how I'm going to spill my n.o.ble seed in her little c.u.n.t."

Rhea wants to moan. Between the three fingers that now search her dilated a.n.u.s and this c.o.c.k that tears her so deliciously, she wants to scream to free herself but the s.e.x that blocks her mouth prevents her from doing so.

The boiling s.e.x of this baron who has laid her on her side warms up her body already to its boiling point. The tongue that his wife has just inserted into her a.n.u.s and who pulls forcefully on one of her nipples, makes Rhea lose all her points of reference.

The Viscount still fills her mouth with his enormous stem and finally, when she feels the Baron's s.e.x contract against her thin intimate walls and stick to the entrance of her uterus, Rhea believes that she will finally be able to breathe a little.

The hot liquid that he expels from the bottom of her, quickly mixes with her own love juice. His s.e.x still between her thighs, the Baron grabs her hips and pushing further, his big c.o.c.k ends up spitting out the few drops of the milky liquid that overflow from Rhea's v.a.g.i.n.a.

"I've never seen such b.r.e.a.s.t.s before. They really deserve that I linger on them. Viscount, why don't we go somewhere more suitable for our evening?"

"Oh, you have all my congratulations on that magnificent internal e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n, my friend, but, allow me to empty the contents of my b.a.l.l.s into her mouth and we'll go where you suggest."

Rhea, who to salute his efforts, has just come into tune with the Baron, must recover her wits to try to a.n.a.lyze the words the n.o.ble has just spoken.

"Swallow all my seed, my beautiful one, and let's follow my good friend who manifestly, wants to study your huge b.r.e.a.s.t.s more closely."

Before expelling his sperm in the back of Rhea's throat, the Viscount's big c.o.c.k seems to shrink one second and the next one becomes even bigger than it is.

Choked by the abundance of s.e.m.e.n escaping from the glans of the muscular man, and his big c.o.c.k that's lodged in the back of her throat, Rhea has great difficulty swallowing all the liquid offered to her.

Very happy to go to in his friend's private rooms that are known by all for their exotic toys, to better share the view of his beauty whose mouth overflows with sperm, the Viscount pulls his c.o.c.k out of her small mouth and presents the girl's exhausted face to his good friend.

"All right, before we head to my private playground, I'll have my maids bring your young lover a s.e.xy little bustier who will be able to reveal all the beauty of her enormous b.r.e.a.s.t.s."

While the baron leaves to settle the few details he deems necessary for a successful evening, the Viscount squats between the knees of Rhea, whose face wavers between exhaustion and bliss.

He puts his slightly rough warrior hand on the flat belly of the young woman who instantly emits a moan.

With his index finger, starting from her belly b.u.t.ton, the Viscount draws a line until her extremely swollen c.l.i.toris.

He smiles broadly as he watches her little p.u.s.s.y from which his friend's sperm is spilling out, and yet who palpitates so much that he guesses that the little animal is still hungry.

If his simple caress on her belly is enough to make this beauty moan whose hunger for s.e.x is no longer a secret for him, then what if...

To access her secret garden as he wishes, he spreads the two legs of Rhea who feeling the air tickling her large l.a.b.i.a majora slightly open, arches backwards.

The Viscount can only laugh at this reaction, which is exaggerated to say the least. As much out of excitement as out of amus.e.m.e.nt, he largely spreads her two large l.a.b.i.a majora soaked with love juice and s.e.m.e.n, then he places his index finger on her c.l.i.toris ready to explode.

"More! I want more c.o.c.ks at the bottom of me."

"Rhea, I'm a lucky man to be able to enjoy the body of the worst b.i.t.c.h ever born in our beautiful kingdom."