Free Blogger: BARE FOOT MANIACS - BAREFOOTMANIACS continued, oblivious of our surroundings. His need was strong, threatening and I could do nothing but yield to him. His masculine scent, the sweat beginning to trickle down his cheek. He stopped and removed his shirt throwing it to the floor. He looked down at me one more time in question. All I was able to do was say yes with my eyes.
I heard the familiar sound of a zipper and looked down, in the one instant I was able to catch a glimpse of his beautiful cock. Long, hard, thick as he held it ready.
"I want you so bad baby." He breathed against my neck, his cock pressing against my wet pussy. "Baby?" he breathed and I was undone. My silence meant yes and he shoved.
Mark lifted me off the floor and began a steady rhythm slapping against me, kissing my neck. "Lift your top off for me I want to see those nice big tits," he groaned. I did and the expression on his face was that of a man who could no longer wait for knew what he wanted.
"Markiee. Oh baaby!" I cried. He felt so damn good inside of me.
Mark took one pink nipple into his sweet mouth and I moaned as I held fast to the pole at my back. He was pounding me hard, deep, fast, and I opened my eyes to take a glimpse of the crowd the surrounded us. They were beginning to do the same thing. Mark paid no attention only continued his focus on me. He pulled out of me and I whined in protest.
