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Rebecca Volpetti

There's nothing subtle about Murgur and Rebecca Volpetti's passion for each other. The hot horny couple makes out with their clothes on for a bit, compounding their desire. Things reach a fever pitch when Murgur starts finger banging Rebecca beneath her thong while simultaneously lifting her dress so that he can suck hard at her tit.Dropping to a squat, Rebecca whips out Murgur's stiffie and dives in. This cock hungry little vixen won't stop sucking once she starts. Her mouth works in overdrive as she does whatever it takes for Murgur's pleasure.As much as he wants to blast off in Rebecca's mouth, Murgur knows there's still work to be done. He pulls Rebecca's thong to the side and applies himself to his lover's pleasure. His tongue and fingers work together, driving Rebecca to ever higher excitement. Only when she's panting her pleasure does Murgur rise up and slide home into her greedy snatch.Long strokes are just what both lovers crave, and Murgur is happy to deliver. When they need something faster and harder, Murgur helps Rebecca onto her hands and knees so that he can slide his tongue along her tight anus and then drive his stiffie home. Rebecca's gasp of delight is music to Murgur's ears as he fills and fucks her.Dropping to her knees once again, Rebecca works her mouth and hands in overtime. Her effort is rewarded eventually as Murgur reaches the limit of his endurance. Exploding in Rebecca's hands, he gives her a jizz facial that drips in hot rivulets down to her breasts as she sucks him dry of every last drop of cum. Bringing her hands up to her breasts, Rebecca revels in the feeling of hot sticky yumminess to end their lovemaking.


Then in April, my best friend moved to Dallas. Life became pretty lackluster for a while. I had no one to talk to, pig out on Pizza Hut with, or sneak out to Walmart at 3 AM with. Everything was lonely without them, and I was pretty pessimistic about it all. So eventually I decided to follow them out to Texas. But I knew it would be difficult to get out there with no money, nothing set up, and a 1996 Buick Century that had constant issues. So I looked online for caretaking jobs and found a job as a live-in nanny with a seemingly nice family. So they flew me out, and I moved in with them, and everything was good for a while. I genuinely liked the kids (particularly their dog), and I could put up with their father (if barely). Then one night, I had an argument with the father in which he told me that we are not equals, and that I can not just do whatever I please (the argument was over my not texting him back on my ONE day off out of my 80-hour work week. Which BY THE WAY, I wasn't being paid overtime for). So yeah, I might've gotten a tad bit sassy after that. P.S., never tell me that we aren't equal human beings. I will see red. Then in April, my best friend moved to Dallas. Life became pretty lackluster for a while. I had no one to talk to, pig out on Pizza Hut with, or sneak out to Walmart at 3 AM with. Everything was lonely without them, and I was pretty pessimistic about it all. So eventually I decided to follow them out to Texas. But I knew it would be difficult to get out there with no money, nothing set up, and a 1996 Buick Century that had constant issues. So I looked online for caretaking jobs and found a job as a live-in nanny with a seemingly nice family. So they flew me out, and I moved in with them, and everything was good for a while. I genuinely liked the kids (particularly their dog), and I could put up with their father (if barely). Then one night, I had an argument with the father in which he told me that we are not equals, and that I can not just do whatever I please (the argument was over my not texting him back on my ONE day off out of my 80-hour work week. Which BY THE WAY, I wasn't being paid overtime for). So yeah, I might've gotten a tad bit sassy after that. P.S., never tell me that we aren't equal human beings. I will see red. Then in April, my best friend moved to Dallas. Life became pretty lackluster for a while. I had no one to talk to, pig out on Pizza Hut with, or sneak out to Walmart at 3 AM with. Everything was lonely without them, and I was pretty pessimistic about it all. So eventually I decided to follow them out to Texas. But I knew it would be difficult to get out there with no money, nothing set up, and a 1996 Buick Century that had constant issues. So I looked online for caretaking jobs and found a job as a live-in nanny with a seemingly nice family. So they flew me out, and I moved in with them, and everything was good for a while. I genuinely liked the kids (particularly their dog), and I could put up with their father (if barely). Then one night, I had an argument with the father in which he told me that we are not equals, and that I can not just do whatever I please (the argument was over my not texting him back on my ONE day off out of my 80-hour work week. Which BY THE WAY, I wasn't being paid overtime for). So yeah, I might've gotten a tad bit sassy after that. P.S., never tell me that we aren't equal human beings. I will see red. Come away with Celeste Star, as she whisks you away with her on an erotic journey wherever her fantasies take her. All day, she couldn't wait to get home and have a little private time to play with her pussy. Now that she's all alone, she isn't wasting any time, fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples as her pussy floods with wetness. Watch as Celeste bends over in her favorite position, lifting her butt high in the air as she plays with herself from behind. Watch as she slides fingers in and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit between two fingers with her other hand. As her arousal builds to an erotic climax, watch as Celeste's hand speeds up, and she thrusts harder and stronger, dipping deeper and deeper into her pussy until her hips shake as she cums from deep within. Paula likes to be in charge, and Daniel has no complaints about that. So much so that he's more than happy to indulge her desire for him to be blindfolded while she fucks him. Why would he refuse? Whatever pleasure he gets from seeing her hot body ride him is made up for by his senses being limited to how good it feels to have his cock inside of her... which is really good. Eventually she takes the blindfold off, as well as her panties, and let's Daniel take the lead for a while. After licking her sweet pussy, he enters her effortlessly and pleasurably. It feels so good to be able to see her while fucking her. We won't spoil it for you, but lets just say it's Paula who needs the blindfold after Daniel is finished... enjoy! :) Den and Josephine are going out tonight and Josephine wants him to help her get dressed... or does she? Perhaps she's looking for a little fun instead? Whatever the case, Den cannot resist her and Josephine likes it that way. :) Once it's clear they are postponing their plans, Den focuses on Josephine's sweet pussy, giving it the attention it deserves. Josephine loves having her pussy licked and enjoys every second of it. it's only a matter of time before she gives Den a bit of attention herself before she mounts him and rides him... her favorite position. Eventually, Den gets to fuck her in of his favorite positions... and fuck her he does. No matter the position, these two lovers always enjoy each other. Come on in and see for yourself just how much. Enjoy! :) Ricky called up a discreet agency to see about treating himself to some company to his hotel room. But once the "beautiful, slender brunette" he asked for showed up, and felt the massive bulge straining against Ricky's boxers, Cassidy realized the treat all hers. Dropping right to her knees, Cassidy fit as much of his big black cock in her mouth as she could, and used both hands to jack off the thick shaft. After spreading her legs so he could finger her pussy, Cassidy begged Ricky to dive in and give it to her. After a footjob, Ricky slipped it in her downward dog, and Cassidy savored the stretch in her pussy, the feeling of being filled up to the brim with every deep thrust of his hard cock inside her. Cassidy had such a good time, she left her tip on the dresser, and took the taste of her new favorite customer's cum on her lips as payment instead. There's nothing like the feeling of coming home. And there's definitely nothing like the feeling of coming home to the gorgeous, sexy, voluptuous Josephine. Imagine seeing this beautiful sight on the bed waiting for you as you arrive... candles lit... lingerie on... ready for you to do whatever you like. Well, luckily for him, Den does not have to imagine it... he gets to experience it himself. After a good deal of special attention, he gives Josephine some of her own before she mounts him and rides him hard. Position after position, these two enjoy each other completely. Being in the moment, with no place to go, and no desire to be anywhere but where they are... home. Enjoy! I was born and raised in New Jersey which is a good and bad thing. Good is that I made so many memories and life long friendships there that i'll hold onto forever. However on the down side ever since the show Jersey Shore and the bad image they gave New Jersey, everyone that I meet automatically thinks that i'm like some "jersey shore" type of girl that goes clubbing, gets drunk and fist pumps, which is definitely not true. I would say i'm very conservative, which is kind of contradicted in this video, however it was my first time so there is a first time for everything! Growing up I was a huge tomboy being that I had an older brother that I would always want to compete with. He used to play hockey and make me be the goalie but wouldn't let me wear a face mask while doing it. So one day I was playing goalie for him and he decided to hit a nice hard slap shot right into my eye, which hurt like hell. Also since I had a big brother, I would always like to dress like a boy, which is kind of ironic because now i'm one of the girliest girls I know. But I used to wear gold chains, boy shorts, the whole nine yards. My mom hated it too, she would always force me to wear my hair in these hidiously adorable pigtails right on the top of my head, and I HATED them. I also used to play little league baseball when I was in about 3rd grade on an all boys team, so being the only girl on the team was kind of intimidating, but I showed em up. Eventually, when I was in eighth grade, my family moved to this neighborhood that was so different from where we grew up. It was where all the rich snotty families lived. And in my old school we had to wear uniforms to school which really sucked, but when we got to this new school we could wear whatever we wanted to so I had no idea what to wear! Also in 7th grade I sent a naked picture to this guy i was talking to and this girl that i hated that he was friends with went on his phone and sent the picture to herself and sent it to EVERYONE. So when i moved i thought yes, i'll stop getting tortured by these people and it'll all dissappear. nope. When I moved to my new school the picture followed me. It was really terrible, I had girls passsing me in the hallway calling me a slut, people looking at the picture and showing their friends right near me in class making fun of me. People were even making fake myspace accounts of me and sending the picture to my mom and my brother, who at the time i didnt tell anything to so they were oblivious to the whole situation. Eventually my close friends that i made at my new school noticed how bad it got and how much it affected me and told the guidance counselor, who then made me tell my mom what has been going on. She wasn't mad at all, she was more dissappointed that I hadn't come to her earlier about the situation so she could be there for me. so eventually the cops got involved and confiscated all of the phones and computers of those involved in it and it kind of fizzled away, but as an 8th grader it was very hard to deal with, but honestly it only made me stronger as a person. I was very to myself after that happened and never really wanted spotlight so when i got into highschool i played field hockey. I really loved it, but my mom thought that i would turn out lesbian like all of my coaches and made me quit to do cheerleading. The thought of being a cheerleader made me want to vomit. Trying out for the team was the most nerve wrecking situations for me ever. The thought of going in front of three judges all staring at me freaked me out. I couldnt even do a cheer in front of my mom without crying. However, i can honestly say that joining that cheerleading squad was one of the best things that has happened to me. Especially having my confidence totally ripped apart from the picture, being on the squad gave me my confidence back one hundred percent which felt good. So now i'm very confident with myself andf my body and could have all of those poeple in intermediate school that made fun of me look at me completely naked and id look at them and smile. I was born and raised in New Jersey which is a good and bad thing. Good is that I made so many memories and life long friendships there that i'll hold onto forever. However on the down side ever since the show Jersey Shore and the bad image they gave New Jersey, everyone that I meet automatically thinks that i'm like some "jersey shore" type of girl that goes clubbing, gets drunk and fist pumps, which is definitely not true. I would say i'm very conservative, which is kind of contradicted in this video, however it was my first time so there is a first time for everything! Growing up I was a huge tomboy being that I had an older brother that I would always want to compete with. He used to play hockey and make me be the goalie but wouldn't let me wear a face mask while doing it. So one day I was playing goalie for him and he decided to hit a nice hard slap shot right into my eye, which hurt like hell. Also since I had a big brother, I would always like to dress like a boy, which is kind of ironic because now i'm one of the girliest girls I know. But I used to wear gold chains, boy shorts, the whole nine yards. My mom hated it too, she would always force me to wear my hair in these hidiously adorable pigtails right on the top of my head, and I HATED them. I also used to play little league baseball when I was in about 3rd grade on an all boys team, so being the only girl on the team was kind of intimidating, but I showed em up. Eventually, when I was in eighth grade, my family moved to this neighborhood that was so different from where we grew up. It was where all the rich snotty families lived. And in my old school we had to wear uniforms to school which really sucked, but when we got to this new school we could wear whatever we wanted to so I had no idea what to wear! Also in 7th grade I sent a naked picture to this guy i was talking to and this girl that i hated that he was friends with went on his phone and sent the picture to herself and sent it to EVERYONE. So when i moved i thought yes, i'll stop getting tortured by these people and it'll all dissappear. nope. When I moved to my new school the picture followed me. It was really terrible, I had girls passsing me in the hallway calling me a slut, people looking at the picture and showing their friends right near me in class making fun of me. People were even making fake myspace accounts of me and sending the picture to my mom and my brother, who at the time i didnt tell anything to so they were oblivious to the whole situation. Eventually my close friends that i made at my new school noticed how bad it got and how much it affected me and told the guidance counselor, who then made me tell my mom what has been going on. She wasn't mad at all, she was more dissappointed that I hadn't come to her earlier about the situation so she could be there for me. so eventually the cops got involved and confiscated all of the phones and computers of those involved in it and it kind of fizzled away, but as an 8th grader it was very hard to deal with, but honestly it only made me stronger as a person. I was very to myself after that happened and never really wanted spotlight so when i got into highschool i played field hockey. I really loved it, but my mom thought that i would turn out lesbian like all of my coaches and made me quit to do cheerleading. The thought of being a cheerleader made me want to vomit. Trying out for the team was the most nerve wrecking situations for me ever. The thought of going in front of three judges all staring at me freaked me out. I couldnt even do a cheer in front of my mom without crying. However, i can honestly say that joining that cheerleading squad was one of the best things that has happened to me. Especially having my confidence totally ripped apart from the picture, being on the squad gave me my confidence back one hundred percent which felt good. So now i'm very confident with myself andf my body and could have all of those poeple in intermediate school that made fun of me look at me completely naked and id look at them and smile. I was born and raised in New Jersey which is a good and bad thing. Good is that I made so many memories and life long friendships there that i'll hold onto forever. However on the down side ever since the show Jersey Shore and the bad image they gave New Jersey, everyone that I meet automatically thinks that i'm like some "jersey shore" type of girl that goes clubbing, gets drunk and fist pumps, which is definitely not true. I would say i'm very conservative, which is kind of contradicted in this video, however it was my first time so there is a first time for everything! Growing up I was a huge tomboy being that I had an older brother that I would always want to compete with. He used to play hockey and make me be the goalie but wouldn't let me wear a face mask while doing it. So one day I was playing goalie for him and he decided to hit a nice hard slap shot right into my eye, which hurt like hell. Also since I had a big brother, I would always like to dress like a boy, which is kind of ironic because now i'm one of the girliest girls I know. But I used to wear gold chains, boy shorts, the whole nine yards. My mom hated it too, she would always force me to wear my hair in these hidiously adorable pigtails right on the top of my head, and I HATED them. I also used to play little league baseball when I was in about 3rd grade on an all boys team, so being the only girl on the team was kind of intimidating, but I showed em up. Eventually, when I was in eighth grade, my family moved to this neighborhood that was so different from where we grew up. It was where all the rich snotty families lived. And in my old school we had to wear uniforms to school which really sucked, but when we got to this new school we could wear whatever we wanted to so I had no idea what to wear! Also in 7th grade I sent a naked picture to this guy i was talking to and this girl that i hated that he was friends with went on his phone and sent the picture to herself and sent it to EVERYONE. So when i moved i thought yes, i'll stop getting tortured by these people and it'll all dissappear. nope. When I moved to my new school the picture followed me. It was really terrible, I had girls passsing me in the hallway calling me a slut, people looking at the picture and showing their friends right near me in class making fun of me. People were even making fake myspace accounts of me and sending the picture to my mom and my brother, who at the time i didnt tell anything to so they were oblivious to the whole situation. Eventually my close friends that i made at my new school noticed how bad it got and how much it affected me and told the guidance counselor, who then made me tell my mom what has been going on. She wasn't mad at all, she was more dissappointed that I hadn't come to her earlier about the situation so she could be there for me. so eventually the cops got involved and confiscated all of the phones and computers of those involved in it and it kind of fizzled away, but as an 8th grader it was very hard to deal with, but honestly it only made me stronger as a person. I was very to myself after that happened and never really wanted spotlight so when i got into highschool i played field hockey. I really loved it, but my mom thought that i would turn out lesbian like all of my coaches and made me quit to do cheerleading. The thought of being a cheerleader made me want to vomit. Trying out for the team was the most nerve wrecking situations for me ever. The thought of going in front of three judges all staring at me freaked me out. I couldnt even do a cheer in front of my mom without crying. However, i can honestly say that joining that cheerleading squad was one of the best things that has happened to me. Especially having my confidence totally ripped apart from the picture, being on the squad gave me my confidence back one hundred percent which felt good. So now i'm very confident with myself andf my body and could have all of those poeple in intermediate school that made fun of me look at me completely naked and id look at them and smile. I was born and raised in New Jersey which is a good and bad thing. Good is that I made so many memories and life long friendships there that i'll hold onto forever. However on the down side ever since the show Jersey Shore and the bad image they gave New Jersey, everyone that I meet automatically thinks that i'm like some "jersey shore" type of girl that goes clubbing, gets drunk and fist pumps, which is definitely not true. I would say i'm very conservative, which is kind of contradicted in this video, however it was my first time so there is a first time for everything! Growing up I was a huge tomboy being that I had an older brother that I would always want to compete with. He used to play hockey and make me be the goalie but wouldn't let me wear a face mask while doing it. So one day I was playing goalie for him and he decided to hit a nice hard slap shot right into my eye, which hurt like hell. Also since I had a big brother, I would always like to dress like a boy, which is kind of ironic because now i'm one of the girliest girls I know. But I used to wear gold chains, boy shorts, the whole nine yards. My mom hated it too, she would always force me to wear my hair in these hidiously adorable pigtails right on the top of my head, and I HATED them. I also used to play little league baseball when I was in about 3rd grade on an all boys team, so being the only girl on the team was kind of intimidating, but I showed em up. Eventually, when I was in eighth grade, my family moved to this neighborhood that was so different from where we grew up. It was where all the rich snotty families lived. And in my old school we had to wear uniforms to school which really sucked, but when we got to this new school we could wear whatever we wanted to so I had no idea what to wear! Also in 7th grade I sent a naked picture to this guy i was talking to and this girl that i hated that he was friends with went on his phone and sent the picture to herself and sent it to EVERYONE. So when i moved i thought yes, i'll stop getting tortured by these people and it'll all dissappear. nope. When I moved to my new school the picture followed me. It was really terrible, I had girls passsing me in the hallway calling me a slut, people looking at the picture and showing their friends right near me in class making fun of me. People were even making fake myspace accounts of me and sending the picture to my mom and my brother, who at the time i didnt tell anything to so they were oblivious to the whole situation. Eventually my close friends that i made at my new school noticed how bad it got and how much it affected me and told the guidance counselor, who then made me tell my mom what has been going on. She wasn't mad at all, she was more dissappointed that I hadn't come to her earlier about the situation so she could be there for me. so eventually the cops got involved and confiscated all of the phones and computers of those involved in it and it kind of fizzled away, but as an 8th grader it was very hard to deal with, but honestly it only made me stronger as a person. I was very to myself after that happened and never really wanted spotlight so when i got into highschool i played field hockey. I really loved it, but my mom thought that i would turn out lesbian like all of my coaches and made me quit to do cheerleading. The thought of being a cheerleader made me want to vomit. Trying out for the team was the most nerve wrecking situations for me ever. The thought of going in front of three judges all staring at me freaked me out. I couldnt even do a cheer in front of my mom without crying. However, i can honestly say that joining that cheerleading squad was one of the best things that has happened to me. Especially having my confidence totally ripped apart from the picture, being on the squad gave me my confidence back one hundred percent which felt good. So now i'm very confident with myself andf my body and could have all of those poeple in intermediate school that made fun of me look at me completely naked and id look at them and smile.
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