In the van – part 1

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NSFW: yes

‘It’s been boiling all day, we can’t fuck in there’ I said as he walked me to the back of his transit van.

His reply was calm, and firm, smirking, ‘like you’ve ever had a choice where and how we fuck!’ He was right.

He opened the door and the heat hit me hard, he stood behind me, and ripped my dress down (without causing damage) and off my body. I had nothing underneath ask requested. He pushed me aggressively into the van.

He dropped his shorts, his big brown cock although growing, as I went to grab him. I pulled his foreskin back to his moans, met by a hair grab and a hard dick in my mouth with pure aggression. I had become acustom to the lack of a warm up as he filled my throat up.

He controlled the pace, as he started groping and slapping my boobs hard. He pulled down in my nipples; it hurt, I moaned, he pushed deeper into my mouth.

He then reached forward, his dick wedged in my mouth, and fingered my soaking wet cunt. ‘You’re such as easy slag’ he said as he so asked his fingers and started fingering my arse.

I was in so much pleasure I needed a breather to moan loudly. He smiled but wasn’t impressed, grabbing my face, squeezing my cheek together and spitting on me.

He then grabbed the belt from his shorts, pushing me into onto the mattress, and mounting me. Wrapping the belt under and around my boobs, he fastened the belt so tight that when he pulled on it, my entire upper body moved up. I was seriously turned on and he was rock hard.

He went down to suck on my nipples, biting and pulling harder than I had experienced for a while. I moaned and he slapped me to shut up, before sticking two fingers deep in my pussy before ramming them in my mouth as he continues to abuse my throbbing boobs… to be continued…

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