Similarly she urged one her hands down his back, prompting him to move from sitting on his cute butt to kneeling on the seat, bending over towards her as her hand worked up under the pleats of his dress, her strong hand finding and roughly squeezing one of his bubbly cheeks through his sisters pilfered panties, Casey moaning into the kiss in response. After a few more intense moments had passed between asian them she pulled back on his hair, the boy letting out a little whimper as he was dragged away from the kiss, his eyes half-lidded, his tongue lolling slightly from his lips as they both breathed hard. “Are you wearing panties?...” Shahira asked curiously and Casey nodded cutely, swallowing. “M-my sisters…” He admitted, tone maybe a little defensive as he bit his lip, feeling her hand slip in under his lacey undergarments, holding his ass possessively. She smirked some, “It’s not a problem you know,” she started, trying to relieve his defensiveness, “ It’s just you don’t usually wear them is all…” He blushed and gave her a shy japanese little smile, eyes sparkling, “They just… Feel right.” She let out a soft little japan laugh and kissed him again, though only briefly this time, her voice becoming soft and almost pleading, so genuine in her words that Casey blushed crimson, “You’re so fucking cute... I need you, Casey, I really, really need you right now, please...?” He felt his heart skip a beat and he smiled brightly, his expression lighting up with such an intense and intimate joy that to Shahira it was like he was smiling with his very heart and soul. To Casey the fact that this gorgeous goddess of a woman with her power, confidence, impressively hung cock and enticing bust genuinely needed him, a girly crossdressing white boy, meant so much to him. The mere thought of it, that he was worth so much to her, filled him with a confidence and warmth so incredibly overwhelming that more than ever he wanted to please her, to share with her the warmth her words had gifted him. While not entirely sure what it was she had said to incite such an intense and intimate look from Casey, when he finally tore his gaze away, lowering himself back down towards her cock she found herself sporting a rare warm blush, uncertain if she’d ever had anyone look at her quite like how he just had. Feeling a familiar warmth wrap around the cherry tip of her cock she let out a shuddering little moan, arching her back as pleasure once again flowed down from the sensitive head of her thick length to spread throughout her body, relaxing her as her hand played idly with his enticingly soft ass cheeks, her other hand interlacing into his natural brown hair, not guiding or controlling him, but caressing and encouraging. Casey’s lips slid slowly up and down the slick length of her veiny cock, each push downwards again bringing the shiny tip deep enough to press against the entrance to his throat. While he knew, steely hard like she was and at the angle he was at, that there was no chance of him being able to take her back into the tight milking embrace of his throat like he really wanted to, he hoped the pressure of him trying to do just that would help to heighten her pleasure, as well as granting him the chance to practice suppressing his gag reflex, something he was keen to improve upon. With her ears full of the lewd and carnal sounds that came with a slow but intense blowjob, the slurping, sucking, wet sticky noises, Shahira refocused herself and turned her attention across to his ass which, so far, she had merely been fondling. To an approving moan from the boy working her shaft she pulled his skirt all the way up, revealing in its entirety his luscious panty clad ass, the black strip of fabric at the back of his panties practically vanishing between the globes of his cheeks. With a shuddering moan she slapped his ass, feeling a spark of amazement flow through her as it always did when she watched the resulting bounce and ripple of his doughy cheek. “You’ve got the best fucking ass Casey baby, I can’t wait to feel it wrapped around my cock…” She moaned, watching with glee as he purposefully arched his back down for her, enhancing the view of his ass, making it stand out all the more prominently against the rest of his figure. Hooking a thumb under the waistband of his panties she pushed them away, trying to work the lacy fabric down over the swell of his ass, but, reclined as she was, she struggled to reach far enough to make any progress. Not wanting to move and disturb the rhythm he’d set sucking her cock she spoke in a soft voice, caressing his hair gently as she did, hoping it would be enough to ensure he kept doing what he was doing while he helped her out, “Shove your panties down to your knees baby, I want your ass bare for me…” Without missing a beat with his mouth and unable to move the hand that was supporting his weight between them, exotic he moved the spit-slick hand from the lower half of her cock down under his chest and between his thighs, his ass wiggling from side to side as she watched the entrapped black strip of fabric break free from the hugging embrace of his cheeks to glide down over them instead, the snug panties falling down his thighs to rest around his knees, his hand quickly returning to grip and squeeze the base of her cock as soon as he was finished, loving the feeling of her textured cock with its veins and steely ridges in his delicate and feminine hold. “Oooh, good girl…” She praised, moving her hand back to his ass as he shivered in pleasure, something that this time she didn’t miss, “Don’t tell me… You like it when I call you a good girl, don’t you?” Words weren’t needed to convey just how right she was so he never stopped sucking her cock, instead, in lieu of an answer he moaned, a light girly noise that was accompanied by the boy pushing his ass back into her groping hand. “Wow…” Shahira said, letting out a little laugh, “That’s so cute, fuck, well I won’t hand them out for free you know, you’ll have to earn them…” For a moment he sucked hard on her cock, drawing a gasp from her lips as the bliss rolled through her, luxurious and wonderful, proving that he was more than willing to earn his praise. She smirked and curled her toes in pleasure, watching and feeling in delight as he worshipped her girl-cock. This was just all too good. Eagerly waiting for her to start toying his ass he gave it a little wiggle, the movement in her hand breaking her blissful immersion and drawing her thoughts back to his now vulnerable boy-butt. “Oh, right, your ass.” She said a little apologetically, realising she had been too easily distracted by the constant suite of sensations coursing through her cock to give his ass the attention it was so obviously craving. After giving each of his now bare cheeks a squeeze she bit her lip, opting to slide a couple of her fingers down into the warm crevice of his ass. She enjoyed the soft warmth that enveloped her fingers as they sought her target, inching lower until they brushed against and came to rest on a small rubber disc that was seemingly resting on top of his virgin star. “I can’t believe you wore this so much… Does it feel good? Do you like having something in your tight little ass baby?” she asked, and as if to emphasize what she was talking about she used her finger to tap the exposed base of his butt plug, sending a single pulse of sensation up into his ass, making him whimper in such a delightfully sexy way. “Are you hard?” She asked, her fingers working the base of the toy in slow circles, stirring the bulbous bulk of the plug deep within his core. With a shuddering moan cock and needing to catch his breath, he let her cock fall free from his lips, his breath hot against her skin as he whimpered in time to her stirring fingers, “Y-yes Shahira…” Smirking she moved the hand in his hair to his face, caressing his blushing cheek and raising him so he looked at her, her voice sultry, “I knew you would be... I want you to stroke your cock for me.” “We're in school,” Ruri said, her pale cheeks blushing bright, her blue-purple pigtails spilling off her shoulders to dangle down her blouse. Both of you were knocked off your feet by her boldness and enjoyment of the activity. I looked at exotic all these panties, speechless, and pretty much dumbfounded. As soon as they were gone the next regiment began taking their place as I waited for the signal to transport them behind the enemy's lines. I wanted to return japan the favour. A frightened Muthusamy, slowly removed her saree front, and fumbled with her blouse hooks. How could that be possible and why was I chosen and wait did I really just get a blowjob from an alien. They danced through to the end of the last song “All of Me” by John Legend. The two ends of the dish were pointed at each of us, and she lit the cone which was an incense of some sort. As I worked out any tension, I licked the pads of her foot, making her shiver in bliss. He was cock an auteur at it, a savant at making women quiver and moan. I see merciless, cruel men everywhere I look, all bulging muscle and tattoos and grizzled faces. “So you can do this just once right?” she asked. He did not last long he was moaning and talking to me when he warned me, he asian was going to cum. So one day a guy took me to a porn theater. I just need to get showered before I do anything else. Some wanted to know if they could have some. When his cum started to leak out of her pussy, she gently pushed him back, so that she could deal with it. night out of my mind." 'One-Ear' growled softly at her, as japanese it looked at its companions. “Do I really.” I asked with huge smile, “Get you that excited.”