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N. S. Charles is a former pizza "delivery expert" that serviced an area directly in front of and surrounding one of the most populated colleges in the nation. If it's sexy, raunchy, gritty, dirty, or just plain funny, he's seen it unfold before him growing up in his almost sadistic college town. He's chosen to serve up a few scenarios from his many tip-laden years of pizza service for your amusement. Let's just say, not everyone wanted to pay for their pizzas in cash.
Buttfuck Buick (Anal First Time, MFF Anal Threesome) (Road Head: Chapter 3)by N. S. Charles
In the present, Zack's car finally dies and when he decides to take Tiff with him on a quest for a replacement, it's only a
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Although she's lived a lonely life, Tiff's next door neighbor Fred has always been there for her. The handsome older guy holds special place in her heart as a father figure and he was her first--the first guy to put it in her butt!
In the present, Zack's car finally dies and when he decides to take Tiff with him on a quest for a replacement, it's only a matter of time before her libido gets the better of her and they christen his new car in raunchy anal style!
Fred wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close.
“Is this why you keep talking to me?” She smiled up at him as they embraced each other. Her bright blue eyes looked up at him like they did almost every day, but this time searched his deep, dark irises for a sign of what his secret was.
“You do give a nice hug,” he confessed. One of his hands fell to her hip.
“Maybe you’re hoping I’ll do this?” She giggled and popped up on the balls of her feet, tiptoeing her way up to his face. She placed a quick kiss on his lips, nothing more than a peck.
Fred’s body tensed. “Tiffan—”
She closed her eyes and licked at his lower lip.
His body went completely rigid against hers, his breath lost.
“Shh.” The tip of her tongue slipped into his mouth and he moaned against her lips. Tiff pushed her tongue deeper and he bent to kiss her.
Fred moaned again and crushed his body against hers, the growing bulge in his pants noticeable and hard against her stomach. Whether he meant to or not, he ground himself against her, rubbed himself into her soft skin.
Tiff pulled away from him to catch her breath and saw it. His secret, in full, naked to her mind. He wanted her, badly, to the point that he tried his very best to keep as much distance between them as he could manage and still be around her.
“You really like me…” she half-whispered under her breath.
Fred nudged her with his forehead, planting a kiss against hers before he came down to catch her lips in his again. This time she attacked him, hungry and wanting, suckling his tongue.
Tiff stood on tiptoe again and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving her the leverage to wedge herself between the counter and his body. She ground the hot crotch of her jeans against the twitching, jumping bulge in his pants. A moan escaped her lips uncontrollably as she rubbed her clit against him, catching the lovely bump his cock made in his pants time and time again.
His rough hands travelled her body, tugging up the sheer white shirt she was wearing to get at her jeans. Fred plopped her down on the countertop, and the tinny metallic ping of the button being undone rang hollow in the empty house. He tugged them off of her, marveling at the tiny triangle of fabric covering her dark furred mound. She was already sopping wet, and the pungent smell of her arousal hit his nostrils hard.
Tiff watched as he lowered his face to the damp fabric of her thong and inhaled. He breathed her deep, the bulb of his nose pressing against the erect pearl of her clit. His mouth came next and she cried out as he licked and lapped at her. A flood of ecstasy dumped into her body as his hot breath and wriggling tongue worked over her.
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