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Event-gangbang

When:March 10 at 7pm

Place:Punggol seventeen

Girls:3 girls aged 18 to 30yrs

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Needed:just 6 male tumblrs

No money involved and winners dont need to pay for the gangbang session

Winners will be messaged privately on march 9

Good luck guys and see you there if you are luck

Will be relocating here.

There are abandoned train tracks across the town–the only ones for miles around–but this train–

This train is massive. It reminds her of the Polar Express story her mother used to read for Christmas. Amanda stands at the front, and when she looks down, she can’t see the end. The dark color blends in with the night air. Even the softly glowing lights emitting from behind closed blinds don’t help her. But even when she squints–nothing. It’s like it goes on forever, stretching across the world–the universe. Never ending.

The train looks fancier than anything in her town–more luxurious than anything her little family could afford.

But it’s here. Right in front of her.

She was just returning from her midnight walk to clear her head. Insomnia is like that sometimes, but now Amanda fears she hasn’t been getting nearly enough sleep. Or maybe it’s her new medication–were hallucinations a side-effect?

She can’t dwell on the topic long, because a door slides open, and a tall, thin man leans out. He looks unreal, with handsome features that mismatch with his gangly frame. He wears a five o’clock shadow and his hair sticks up like he’s been running his fingers through it.

He takes one look at Amanda and tsks. “What are you waiting for, my dear? We still have one more stop to go in this town.” He steps down and reaches his hand out. “Well, come on. You can fill out the information sheet on the train.”

Amanda feels frozen in place. She can hear her father berating her already, warning her of stranger danger. She’s never faced this problem before, coming from a town where everybody knows everybody.

“What?” Oh, yes, so eloquent. She should just run. Yeah, that sounds about right.

She twists on her heels, but the conductor grabs her arm. It isn’t rough–in fact, it’s more like a soft touch.

“We can take you anywhere, you know. Just hop on.”

Anywhere? That sounds tempting. And if this is a hallucination, Amanda might as well go through with it, right? No fun in running from something fake.

“Okay,” she says, and then she steps inside.

-

The inside is… soft.

The lights, the cushions, the gentle murmurs that fill each train. Everything is so soft–so comfortable. It makes Amanda’s eyes droopy.

“Remember to fill out the information sheet,” the conductor tells her, and then he disappears. Immediately after that, the train begins chugging forward.

There is a nearby seat, separated from the others a comfortable distance. Amanda sits. Suddenly, a boy swoops in, his dark skin reflective in the lights. His smiles is the brightest thing in the train cart. “Here is the information sheet, and several writing utensils. Pick one of your choice. The, uh, writing utensil, that is. The information sheet is mandatory.” He looks sheepish, but his smile is still nearly blinding.

“Uh, okay,” Amanda says, and then the boy disappears.

There are several questions on the paper, but most are crossed out. Only one remains.

What is your choice of destination? Remember, anywhere is allowed!

Amanda holds a pen along the provided line. The Bahamas? New York? Paris or London? She can barely even think of everywhere she wanted to visit while sitting alone in her room.

No–Amanda can only think of one place she wants to be.

The pen shakes as she writes, but then she’s done. The boy swoops back in, smile wide, and glances at her paper. His face wavers for just a second, but then he grabs the paper. “One second please, while I get the manager.”

“Um”–but he’s gone. Amanda lowers her hand to her lap, embarrassed. Her fingers curl together. They said anywhere, but she still doesn’t want to cause a fuss.

But this–this is the only place she wants to be, even for just a second.

-

Amanda feels like she waits forever, but soon enough an elderly woman hobbles her way to the seat across from Amanda. Gingerly, she sits and reaches out a wrinkled hand. “Ms. Tutti, if you will.”

“Amanda. Amanda O’Riley. Nice to meet you.” She takes her hand back. “And you’re the, uh, manager–of what, exactly?”

Ms. Tutti chuckles, coughs. “Ah, ah, don’t worry. Yes, I manage where we go, of course! And you, my dear, are already a special case. But now you wish for this–to travel back in time?”

Amanda nods. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Then you must understand the rules, Miss O’Riley. Are you all right at following rules?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Amanda sits up straighter and begins twiddling her thumbs. Her father did always say she has a terrible fidgeting habit.

“Bah, enough with that ma’am junk. Makes me feel old.” Ms. Tutti shifts in her seat as the train slows down again. The conductor did say there is another stop in town. “Now, for the rules. Number one? You cannot affect the future. At least not too majorly. No saving a person, and most certainly no killing anyone. Two: You cannot stay for long. Remaining back in time too long often results in breaking rule number one. Three: Sharing is not caring in this instance. Do not tell anyone you have traveled back in time. It leads to all sorts of messes I have to go back and clean up.” She clears her throat. “Got that? Yes? Okay. Well, then I’m done here.”

Ms. Tutti shuffles out of her seat, but before she can make it too long, she stops and turns around. “Oh, and because you’re such a special case, Amanda, you are going to have to wait a long while before you can make it to your stop.”

Amanda leans out of her seat. “Yes, m– I mean, okay. I can do that.”

Ms. Tutti nods and continues on her way.

-

The train crawls to a stop. It isn’t jolting, like Amanda thought it would be, but it is sudden. She knew there was another stop, but she forgot how small her town is compared to the train. The power is to move the train must have been immense. She wondered what they used.

The conductor’s voice travels through the door. “Come along now, madam. The train for anywhere and everywhere is about to take off. Mr. Allan will show you the way. Yes, yes, Mr. Allan, show her right through that door– Yes, ma’am, you heard me right–anywhere you desire.”

The door in front of Amanda slides open, and the young boy followed by a frail, sickly woman walk through.

“Mrs. Walker?” Amanda asks. “Is that really you?”

“Why, Amanda!” Mrs. Walker hurries forward. “You just visited me in the hospital yesterday. What are earth are you doing here?”

“Ah,” Mr. Allan interrupts. “She’s a special case, madam. Now, if you will, your seat is down here. You may continue your conversation after you fill out your information sheet.” He gestures Mrs. Walker forward. “Come come, now.”

While Mr. Allan walks Mrs. Walker away, the face on Amanda’s must have been confused enough to make other people worried about her. A middle-aged man leaves his seat and plops down in front of her.

“You really have no idea what’s going on, huh?” He twirls his overgrown goatee around his thick fingers.

“No, not really. And Mr. Allan seems… busy.” Amanda hesitates. This not-hallucination is starting to seem all too real. But Amanda–Amanda doesn’t feel worried. Even though she has no idea what is going on, the whole atmosphere–it feels soothing without being smothering. She may be antsy, but that’s because she is meeting so many new people all in one day. Where she’s from, she’s known practically everyone since birth. No new people to meet–ever.

“Could you explain for me?”

The man leans back in his seat, stretches; he looks completely relaxed, while she feels like she must act overly formal in her ratty sweats and T-shirt she wears to sleep.

“Why, sure.” He waves his hand around. “Most of these people here are dead–maybe even all of them.”

Amanda blinks. Her heart stutters, mouth dries. “Are you–are you saying I’m… I’m what?”

A panicked look crosses the man’s face. “No, uh–gosh.” He rubs his face. “How do I explain this? Now, don’t feel offended, but I kinda… kinda listened in on her conversation earlier. And I’ve been on here a long time. Special case can mean anything–anything but already dead. You could have gotten lucky and your wish upon a shooting star is coming true.”

Amanda did make many wishes on shooting stars–well, one wish every chance she got.

“Look, this train”–he waves around again–“this train is the way to heaven, but everyone gets to go somewhere beforehand.”

How strange, Amanda thought. It isn’t a stairway to heaven. It’s a train.

“That totally makes sense,” she says, straight faced.

“Really? ‘Cause I thought the lady that told me was loony at first. I was like, ‘No way, I’m not dead.’ But, y’know? I got over it. Not that you have anything to get over, but–”

“No, it’s fine.” She smiles, but it feels fragile. Mrs. Walker had been very sick, stuck for days on end in their tiny hospital. Her partner was just getting ready to transfer her to a better one. Amanda had only visited her the once. Now she’s dead. Amanda wonders where she’s going. She had always talked about visiting her family’s old home in Germany.

Amanda looks up at the man in front of her. He’s rubbing sweat from his palms on his faded jeans. “I guess this is like a last wish type of situation.”

He perks up, points at her. “Yeah, kinda like that exactly!” Then he peers around her. “Ah, gotta go. My stop is coming up. But if you have any questions, pretty much anyone here can answer them!” He stands up, giddy. “Off to Tokyo! I didn’t practice all that Japanese for nothing after all!”

Amanda closes her eyes, remembers how he said he’d been on the train for ages. She thinks about her destination. When she finally blinks them open, the man is gone.

-

Amanda is tired. It is the middle of the night.

She closes her eyes.

-

Amanda wakes up occasionally–eats, drinks, drifts off again. During that time, more people get off, even more get on.

She’s been gone from home for days, she knows. She wonders how worried her father is. She wonders if time even works the same way on this weird, magical train.

-

Her head hurts.

She thinks that’s part of the reason why she’s been sleeping so much. She asks around when she’s conscious, but no one else suffers from headaches or migraines.

“We’re all dead,” they say. “What’s left to hurt.”

It at least assures Amanda she isn’t dead. Maybe she just needs to get out of the train–be outside again.

-

The train is empty.

The once frequent chatter is long gone, and only Amanda remains. The train stops. The door slides open.

“Are you ready?” the conductor asks. Amanda’s head pounds, but she nods. She’s wants this more than anything.

Mr. Allan shows up, his smile soft. His teeth aren’t showing. Even Ms. Tutti is there to send her off.

She says, “I’m ready,” and steps outside.

-

Amanda is seven again.

Young, fresh, unhurt and unscarred.

And there stands her mother–frustrated with little Amanda’s temper tantrum, with her refusal to give her mother a goodbye hug.

Amanda wants that hug more than anything. It’s the last thing her mama asked of her before she died.

She only wants to be held in her mother’s arms.

“Mom!” she cries, and runs, runs, runs as fast as she can toward her mama.

Mama looks confused, but she kneels down anyway.

Amanda crashes into her, squeezes hard. She thinks long and hard about that number one rule, and if breaking it is worth it. It sure seems like it.

But in her mother’s arms, one last time–Amanda can let go. She can release her pent up guilt, her anger. Amanda relaxes in her mama’s soft, comforting arms. Even her headache dissipates.

“I love you,” she whispers.

“And I love you too, sweetheart,” Mama says.

They hug one, two, three short seconds longer. The train wails. Mama can’t hear it, but Amanda can.

“Have fun on your trip, Mama,” Amanda says–but she knows. She knows Mama never makes it.

Mama pets her hair. “I’ll be waiting to see you again.” She kisses Amanda’s forehead, and then she’s opening the car door.

Amanda runs back to the train. Before she reenters, she turns around and waves at Mama. Mama waves back, blows a kiss.

Amanda catches it and holds it close to her heart.

-

“I’m sorry,” Ms. Tutti says. “You were in a coma. And now…”

“I’m not.” Amanda had felt this coming. “I’m dead.”

“Yes. Again, I’m very sorry. But now you only have one more stop.” Ms. Tutti’s watery smile makes Amanda cry. Her father must be so devastated.

Amanda will wait for him up in heaven.

-

The train comes to a stop.

It’s strange, as stops are mostly made in the dead of night. Here, it is bright outside. The ground looks soft, likes clouds.

And it’s loud. Heaven is bustling.

“Goodbye, everyone,” she says, waving.

“Farewell,” the conductor says.

Mr. Allan and Ms. Tutti wave.

Amanda exits the train one last time.

-

The brightness almost hurts her eyes.

She has no idea where she’s going, can barely see anything. So she just walks–any direction, whatever feels right.

But then there is a hand on her arm, and she’s pulled into a hug.

Her Mama’s hug.

“I’ve missed you so much, sweetheart.”

“I have too,” Amanda says.

The hug lasts one, two, three more seconds.

Longer.

This has been a very stressful week in the office. We are rushing reports and doing closing for the month.. super busy. Plus I’m going holidays next month.. so very tight deadlines to follow… haizzz. 😭😭😭

I needed a smoke break, so I went down to the smoking area as usual. The place was more “crowded” now. New tenants in the building, so more new smokers. As usual, I was minding my own business, playing with my phone. But at the corner of my eye, I can see there were some guys checking me out.. as usual. 😉

Women has this special sense. We know when we were being “checked out”.. hehe.. and I can see those guys talking among themselves, grinning, and looking at me. Well, I’m in my usual OL style - white blouse that clings to my body and red mini skirt, high heels. As I smoked, I just ignored them. Perhaps they are curious abt me? hahaha.. I’m pretty sure they were!

As I finished my cigi, and purposely “catwalk” past those guys. I glanced back and saw one of them checking out my butt. You see, my mini skirt is pretty tight fitting and I’m wearing my gstring, so, I guess, my VPL is still visible. I’m sure they will have a pretty good imagination of what lingerie I’m wearing. Usually, I would tease those guys by flashing them, but today, was not really in the flirty mood.

I walked up to the lift lobby and waited for it. I was alone at the lift lobby and was not paying attention to my surroundings as my mind was thinking about work. But as the lift doors opened, I suddenly felt someone pushing me into the lift.

As it happened so fast, I didn’t let out a scream. I just turned around to see who was so daring to push me at the same time, feeling pissed! I saw the lift door closing and 2 strong hands push my shoulders back to the lift. It was Mr. C! I was not amused at that time and said to him..

Me: What the hell..? What are you doing? U scared me!!

He: I saw you alone and I just couldn’t resist.

He pinned me to the back of the lift and pressed the top most floor button. His right hand held my shoulder and his other hand move up to squeeze my breast. His face was just inches from mine. I pushed his hand away from my boob and said no! He stared at me for a moment and again he cupped my breast and started fondling me. I gave him a stern look and didn’t immediately slap his hands away, letting him touch me.

Me: no.. stop it! (this time giving a weak push on his hands)

He: Babe, I know you miss my touch.. 

Without realizing it, he pull up my short skirt and slipped his hands into the panties. The touch immediately sent tingles in my body. Instead of feeling pissed, I felt weak. His fingers rubbed me, and my own juices started to flow and his fingers found its way into my pussy. I was being ‘molested’, but I didn’t stop him. I let this man touch me, feel me.

Me: omg.. pls stop (closing my eyes, and breathing heavily)

He: I know you don’t want me to stop.. (and he kissed me with that)

His tongue started exploring my mouth and my own tongue responded. I was thinking to stop him as we were still in the lift, but I just felt weak being horny and let him get away with this…

As the lift door opened, he grab my hands and lead me out. Its the vacant floor where we usually meet. He pushed open the toilet door, locked it behind and pushed me into the empty cubicle. I didn’t say a word at all. I didn’t know what to say… I just let him do whatever he’s doing to me.

In the cubicle, he lifted up my blouse and unhooked by bra. He cupped my breast and started sucking on my tits.. massaging them at the same time. I could feel the tip of his tongue, flicking at my nipple, making small bites. The sensation made me wet instantly. I just closed my eyes, and could not control my moans. they just came out naturally.

Me: uuummm, arhhhhgg….. mmmmmm…. ohhhh. (softly)

He pulled up my skirt to my waist, while he sat on the toilet bowl. Now, I’m straddled over him. My throbbing breast perfectly faced him. He continued to suck me, playing with my tits like his personal toy. His strong hands cupping me., squeezing me. It felt good. It made me want more. Made my dirty desire grow.

His other hands now moved focus to my pussy. His fingers carefully filling my pussy. He merely pulled my gstring aside.. made it easy for him to finger me. The more he did it, the more wet I became. All this while, I said nothing. The only sounds out of me was soft moans of pleasure. Again, I wanted to stop because I have tons of work to do.. but this guy here is just having his way with me.. and I secretly loved it.

He continued to play with me and at the same time, fumbled to unzip his pants. Without saying a word, I gave him a hand. I took the zip and pull it down, then I reached into his underwear to release his cock. It was rock hard now and oozing with pre-cum. He didn’t bother to remove his pants. Just leaving his cock fully erect from the front. He grabbed by butt and started caressing me, and slowly lowering me down. I didn’t resist. My blouse is bunched up above my boobs, exposing my breast in his face, my skirt pulled up to my waist with my gstring pulled aside, and I’m straddle over his rock-hard cock. I knew what he wanted.

As he lowered me down his cock, he continued to suck on my tits. And as I reached the tip of his cock, he made a sudden thrust upwards… “Ohhhhhhhhhhh... ” I let out a moan. His cock slipped in easily. I was wet… really wet by now.

With the first thrust inside me, lust took over my body. He didn’t have to do anything now. I started to ride him. It was like a natural instinct for me. He released his mouth from my breast and sat backwards, as if he just wanted to have a better look at me. And he just stared at me, watching me ride him.

I had my eyes closed. I was just feeling how deep his cock was inside me. I was humping him.. up and down.. up and down. My rhythm was getting stronger and faster. My breathing was getting heavier. I was fucking him now. And all this while, he sat back and enjoyed looking at how horny and slutty I was, riding on his cock, with my head tilt back and moaning in pleasure.

The toilet echoed the sounds of our flesh slapping against each other… the sound of hot dirty sex in a toilet. I felt slutty and wanted. Then, I grinded myself against him. I knew I was going to cum.

The more I grinded him, the deeper I felt his cock. “oooooooohhhhhh…. ohhhhhhhhhhh” I let out moans of pleasure and came hard. My juices streamed down his cock and made a mess … my pussy was covered with white “foam-like” sticky goo… it was messy and wet. I slowed down to catch my breath because it was intense cumming.

I opened my eyes and I could see him controlling himself. I realized that he has improved and able to hold on slightly longer. He lifted me off his cock, and turned me around. He positioned me over the toilet bowl and now, he’s behind me. He placed my left leg on the toilet seat, and the other feet on the floor. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back and I felt his cock slipped into me. He started the pump me hard. I could feel my breast swaying to the rhythm of his strong thrust. I love the way he did it. Strong, powerful consistent thrust, deep inside my pussy and that got me high again.

I felt the he was in total control over my body. From the moment where he molested me in the lift, to now, banging me silly in the toilet. Never had this experience like this before. I was usually in control, but this time, it was different. It felt exciting to be taken like this.

He just continued to thrust himself inside me. We could hear the sound of sex and we certainly could smell it as both out juices were mixed together, giving out a “salty” scent that filled the cubicle. Then, the held on my leg and lifted it. I had to place my hands on the wall to support myself as his thrust was rocking my body. He lifted my legs so as to allow more of his cock to go deeper in me. And yes, I can feel him deep inside me. Thrusting in and out… making me so high again.

I knew that by now, he was going to cum, but I still didn’t say anything. Usually, I would moan out not to cum inside me.. don’t want any “accidents”. But I just let him pump me. His pumped me harder and faster and his cock was super hard. then suddenly he pulled himself out and pulled me down to face him. He was holding on to his cock… his face could tell that he was going to explode. I didn’t know what got into me, but I found myself opening my mouth and placing his cock into my mouth. He let go of his hands and I took over. Holding his shaft and giving him a handjob and sucking him. That instant, he cummed hard into my mouth. He let out a huge moan, a sigh of relieve and he came into my mouth. I just remained in that position until I felt the last drop… he was dry now.

I slowly let go of his cock from my mouth and looked at him. His face had recovered by now and we were staring at each other. Without a word, I swallowed every drop of his hot cum… and licked my lips. His look at me was like shocked. Now its his turned to be silent. Maybe he didn’t know what to say.

This was the first time I swallowed his cum and I felt dirty. I didn’t know what came over me and why I did that. The only other guy whom I let him cum into my mouth was my hubby, and now, Mr C was the second.

I cleaned myself up and dressed up. I still didn’t say a word till this point. His cock was still left exposed. I think he is shocked by what I did. Once I was done, I just left the toilet. I didn’t even say a word to him.

Now, I’m back at my desk in the office. I was away for 20mins and my boss came over to me.

Boss: Where were you?

Me: Went for a smoke break la… why?

Boss: well, I think you were away for quite long. I called you wondering what happened to you?

Me: Yea, after my smoke, I have to go to the toilet. Had some ladies “business” to do. Anything up?

Boss: ok ok… just need to finish up the reports asap ok?

Me: YES BOSS!😒

I looked at my phone and there were several missed calls. 01 from my boss and 03 others from my hubby. Hmmm.. just I didn’t hear my phone vibrate when I was in the toilet just now. I returned call to hubby.

Me: U called?

Hubby: Yea, just call to see how you are? Still stress?

Me: hmmm.. ok la. feeling better. Managed to relieve some stress…

Hubby: oh? what did u do?

Me: oh?… ummmm…. ahh.. nothing much la. just had a small relieve la. nothing big deal.

Hubby: ok darling. See you back home ok?

I hung up. And yes, it was a HUGE stress reliever. Something I didn’t expect, but I liked it. Just then, I got a text message. It was Mr C

He: hey, u ok? U didn’t say a word the whole time!… anything wrong?

Me: ………

He: ????? u didn’t like it? from your looks, you seems to enjoyed it.

Preview photos to her sexy Panama

Name: BURQQ Chua Li Ying Birthday: 15 Jan 1990

“Eh Don! We are finally eighteen this year, how about going ZoukOut this December?” Joanne asked, “It would be fun, going to ZoukOut together for the first time.”  

By together she meant Shannelle, her, Jenson and I. We have been the closest of friends since secondary one and still have been as close even though they went JC while Jenson and I went Polytechnic. They both have this petite body which complements their blossoms well especially when they are in their freaking tight uniforms and revealing skirts. Unluckily for me, they both got attached during JC got no chance to make any of them mine.

“I’m listening…! Is your boyfriend going?” I exclaimed.

“Nope, it’s just Shan, Jenson, you and me.” She smirked. “Like old times, partners-in-crime.”

I proceeded to book a room at Sentosa while constantly fantasizing on what bikini they will wear that day. Talking about it just makes me have a boner. We all checked in around late noon and started changing. Both Shan and Joanne took out their revealing bikinis and crop top into the bathroom. Oh god, the bathroom does not have a lock. I wished I could just barge in like this. But I have to maintain.

I slowly prepared the liquor and concocted a pair of strong yet tasteless alcohol. I was definitely up to something no good… As they both exited the bathroom, they looked at me rather shyly and weirdly. I looked down and realised they were just wearing the bikini panties with the crop top, they have some weird cute little patterns on them. Their long revealing legs are just right in front of me, just feel like prying them open and fuck Joanne up.

“Never see before pretty girls is it…?” Shan slightly glanced at me while she held Joanne’s hand tight.  

“Haha ya, very hard to know pretty girls nowadays and it is not one but two…” I laughed it off as both of them blushed while slowly making way onto our king-sized bed.

I just feel like ripping off their panties and just fuck them right there right then. Their white crop tops are cock blocking me hard as I could see their perky pair of boobs well, only the cleavage of it. I guess tearing their panties won’t be enough.

“Eeee what’s this? Can drink one a not?” Jo asked me as she pulled my body towards hers with the cup of concocted drink in her other hand.

I explained saying it was harmless and we should all drink together. Shots after shots, we drank until our hearts content as we decided to just slowly and head out to ZoukOut.

“My head very dizzy leh…” Shannelle held my arms as her breasts were firmly press on it with the tiny crop top between us. “Hehe carry me leh!”

“Oi Don, I jealous you so close to Shan. L “ Joanne flirts with her red flush on her cheeks as she grabs my waist closely towards my beach trousers. Jenson held all of us from the back while squeezing us in together.

“What about your boyfriend?” I questioned her jokingly while giving her a lame perverted smirk.

“Don’t lame, let’s not talk about him tonight and have fun!” Jo hands closed in onto my crouch as she slowly caressed it while we walking towards ZoukOut entrance.

We held each other hands as Jenson led the way, “Shan! Jenson and Don very reliable hor J.” Jo yelled loudly trying her best to overshadow the loud music, “I think we missed our chance being their girlfriends.”

Shan and Joanne looked at both of us with this cutely weird smile. Fuck man, I wished we could cross this boundary today. Who the fuck cares about their boyfriends? I just want to fuck them real hard, right here right now. We squeezed through right into the middle of the crowd as Jo started bounce in with the music as her ass was grinding my crouch hard. My hard on was damn real as she just slither her body on mine, ass pushed back and forth when Zedd’s music was basing up. I held onto her hip and grinded her back as she pushed her ass inwards onto my dick.

Jo whispered into my ears. “Hit me harder with your hips, Jenson.”

“Just look at Shan and Jenson, they are already into it.” She frenched me as she tilted her body over rubbing her legs against mine, with her chest pressing on mine. Her innocent face was just so fucking slutty at that point of time. Fuck, dry humping can’t please me. I need to fuck her, damn…

I looked at Jenson and Shan. He is just fondling Shannelle’s boobs right in the crowd like no one is there. While, Shannelle closed her eyes and was clearly enjoying every moment, Jenson smirked back as the beats dropped and Jo had her hands grabbing my crouch and fondling my loosen up beach shorts.

“Hehe. Looks like you are turn on by me already. <3” Jo smiled at me while pecking onto my neck. “Your hard on is harder than the usual time you looked at me with lust in your eyes. I know you were interested in me all this time. I just didn’t have the chance to reciprocate my feelings back.”

I grabbed her by neck and played with her bikini strap as she pinched my crouch and back face me facing the DJ stage.

As the beat drops, my hip just continues up-thrusting on her perky ass. Her tight ass butt separated by the thin clothed bikini was feeling my crouch while her face was erotic as fuck.

Fuck, she’s just enjoying my dry humping as she smiled with “didn’t know you’re so horny” face. She sandwiched my fucking bulging crouch in between her thigh gap and rubbed her ass in between it. I almost came just by the sheer erotic mess of that action.

Her hands went into my pants and started grabbing my dick and gave it a slow thrust. “Fuck, Joanne. Someone will see us like this.” I yelled into her ear with loud music blasting.

“Unless you cum soon!” She caressed my body with her boobs pressing on my chest and her protruding nipples tiggling on my body.

“Fuck….!” I came onto my boxers as she winked back at me and took out her sticky hand and licked it right in front of the crowd. “Jo let’s move somewhere quiet… I want to fuck you right now….”

Shannon and Jenson saw us left the crowd while I hold Joanne by her back pressing my pants onto her ass to cover my fucking cum stained pants. At the same time, I was still up thrusting on her butt as the beat goes. My hands were around her waist as she drew me closer and closer towards her sweet little body. Scattered sand was all over her slender legs as I gently brushed over it.

“Don, let’s head to the toilet.” She winked as she gave my crouch a slap.

Fuck, what a cock teaser.

We sneaked into the handicap toilet with people around us looking at us. We basically give no shit and just want to fuck like an animal. I pushed her onto the toilet bowl with only one thing in my mind, fucking her like a princess pussy.

“Bend down.” I brushed my hands over her silky hair as she complies while looking a bit sulky for god knows what reason, she’s probably acting cute.

She leaned down, with her hands bracing herself on the edge of the washing sink. I pushed her over and placed my body next to her bare back which is still separated by a thin bra strap line, fucking strap making me horny and just want to tear it apart. I placed small kisses on her neck as I moved under pussy and slid into her fucking wet pussy. I pulled them towards the side and rubbed her pussy again to see if she was ready.

“Don’t tease me liao leh!!!! You’re worse than my boyfriend making me so horny but not efficient at all.” Joan whined with her sulky eyes looking right at me as if she is about to throw a princess tantrum.

“What? I will show you want is efficient!” I yelled with confidence, “I gonna make you cum before u even know it.”

I slid my fingers into her clits and rubbed it against my fingers and pushed my hips towards her ass, tight against her. Joanne pulled her bikini bra out and started fondling with her nice boobs as I was ready to insert my wanker into her. She leaned over the sink a little more pushing her bubbly ass further into me. I finally slid into her, my rock hard and smooth cock.

“Fuck…. You’re so huge…. My boyfriend isn’t even half your size. I should have fucked you earlier. Fuck… Uhh….” She moaned as I gently thrust her back and forth giving her the best time of her life.

I went from slow to fast, building up the speed until I was completely pounding hard into her. I had my hands on her ass and riding her into abandon. Her boobs were just bouncing back and forth until she grabbed one of them with her hands and sensually massaged herself. She looked into the mirror at me staring back at her.

“Jo you liked that??” I smiled looking at her glorified face. ”Do you like my dick all the way inside you?”

“Your dick feels too good inside me, fuck. I love the way you’re hitting onto my ass while pounding me so hard.” She moaned while explaining our love process like a Junior college geek she is.

“Are you punishing me? Why are you slowing down?” She frowned while still fucking moaning loudly as if no one could hear us.

I leaned forward onto her, with my dick still inside her and took hold of her chin and twisted her head a little to the side. Her mouth was in mine, and I enveloped her mouth with an aggressive wet kiss. She bit my lips and slid her tongue along inside of my mine. I sucked on it and released it back to her while my hands moved around to front and pinched her hard nipples tightly. I raved her shoulder and my teeth sinking in while my mouth pulled. She just kept on moaning loudly with the background music heating up the base.

“Do you want me to pound you again, Jo?” I teased as I was clearly on the driver seat.

“Please do, Don. Fuck me like an animal.” She replied with the blank exhilarated face.

I moved in her with renewed strength and hitting her hips so hard her pussy is sure to have bruises the next day. I took her hair and twisted in my hands, pulling Joanne cute little head back a little. She looks like she was in pain and kept on screaming and clutching her hands hard onto the sink, trying to keep balance as her ass was pushed back against his rhythm to the music.

“Fuck….. I am cumming Don… Ughhh….” She moaned euphorically with her mouth wide opened. “Uhhhh, that was so amazing….!”

“Good girl. Now it’s my turn to enjoy the fun.” I said while looking at her with a ploy in my mind.

I slammed into her over and over again until she felt a shudder rack on my body. My grip loosened from her hair causing it to cascade back onto her face.

“Oi, my hair very messy liao!!” Joanne flirtatiously frowned while continuing enjoying my thrust.

I grabbed her legs up and pull her off the ground and pounded her with nothing to grab on for her except me. She was in shock and excitement at the same time while she just kept on moaning as loudly as possible, her moans were music to my ears.

“Is this the Don’s joy ride?” She bite my by my neck, “Here is your reward Don.” She just continues to open her mouth wide letting out all the moans.

I sat onto the toilet seat as I told her to take control as I am cumming soon. She without hesitation started rubbing the tail end of my cock around her clits, cowgirl style. She moved her curvy hips back and forth as I sucked on her tits and grabbed the other tits by my hand. Her hair was flowing next to my head as she flips it to her bare back.

“Babe, give it to me!!!” She yelled while feeling the tension from my cock.

“Fuck I am cumming…..!!” I yelled back while she grabbed my head and push it onto her breast.

“Well that was amazing, I did better than your boyfriend didn’t I?” I smiled with a quirky zest in it and grabbed a paper towel and cleaned her pussy up.

She quickly adjusted her bikini back and sneakily opened the door, as she glanced back at me.

辜怡媃 , 17 years old

Taiwan high school girl and model

Here her ig (: Euniceeeloh