Parties by Pharaoh

Molotov was on her knees and down to her chastity belt, body slick with sweat, her head bobbing rapidly as she sucked Brock’s swollen member. Brock was still undressing, groaning as Molotov’s hot mouth slurped on him.

As he tore the shirt from his chest, Brock felt the long, cold cylinder which one of the waitresses had secretly given him.

“Couldn’t be...” Brock pulled out a key. He looked at Molotov’s chastity belt.

Molotov licked her way up Brock’s body, spotting the key in his hand.

“Whaht is thet?” She raised an eyebrow.

Brock slammed her to the floor. Molotov yelped, and Brock was on top of her in a flash. He jammed the key into her belt and turned it, the whole thing snapping open to reveal a pretty pussy framed with a little orange hair.

“No,” Molotov gasped, “I kehn not!”

“Shut up, bitch,” Brock grabbed her legs and forced them back against Molotov’s body, making her squeal as her knees touched her shoulders. Brock thrust his massive thick cock into Molotov’s tight wet slit.

“OOOAAAAGH!” Molotov screamed, feeling herself being stretched for the first time in years. She grabbed Brock by the shoulders, pulling him against her and digging her nails in. “YOU BEAST!”

Brock pumped his hips, feeling hot pussy lips squeeze his dick. He grabbed Molotov roughly by both nipples, and she howled.

“OOOOOOOooh! Maik me yours, Brohk Syampson! Teyr me in two!” Molotov spread her legs as far as she could, trying to take Brock’s cock even deeper in herself.

Brock thrusted faster, building his rhythm as Molotov squirmed underneath him. She brought her hips up, grinding against him and screaming in pleasure.

“GOD, this snatch is SO TIGHT!!” Brock hammered Molotov, loving the feeling of Molotov’s hot, slick cunt and her sweaty body. She was excited even further by Brock’s moans, starting to buck as she felt the beginnings of a huge orgasm building in her body.

“S-sloh dohn, Brohk,” Molotov gasped, closing her one eye and biting her lower lip.

Brock sped up, slamming into Molotov until she squealed, cumming harder than she ever had. “OOOoooOOOOHHH GOHD!!!!” She screamed. Brock grabbed her by the waist, flipping her over and pushing her up against the wall. Molotov’s arms braced her as Brock took her from behind, slamming her so hard that her firm asscheeks rippled.

“I KAHN’T TEYK ANY MOHR!!” Molotov screeched. “I AHM CUMMING AGEHN, BROHK!!!”

She climaxed again and again, pressing her face against the wall as Brock fucked her. Brock leaned back, pulling Molotov into a sitting position on top of him, pounding up into her as she bucked in wild ecstasy.

With a shudder, Brock spurted cum into Molotov’s tight pussy. She howled, loving being filled up with Brock’s seed.