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• Whitney felt the hardness of my ever-ready cock, admiring the enormous and rugged veins coursing along the immense shaft. I admired back the muscular definition of her arms as she tenderly massaged my pillar with both hands. She roughened up, accelerating her pace, her upper arm muscles tensing, her whole body heaving, her abs tightening, her big firm boobs rising. I didn't want to lose it here and there but this fitness babe took me by surprise, so much so that I felt cum rising from my balls. Contorted with excrutiating bliss, I trembled as viscous cum rocketed out of my tip. Barney attempted to avoid it but the speed and power of that blast was too much and a thick trail of my boycream hit him square in the torso, traveling down towards his crotch, where it ended, but not after completely obscuring his 5 inch stub with a inch-thick layer of boysperm. Fortunately for him, I willed myself to stop this premature ejaculation, and he was spared from the humiliation of being covered with further rounds of my virile seed.
• Realizing I had stopped, Whitney hopped onto my still convulsing shaft with the agility of a gymnast. "Pound me stud like you pounded Barbara, I'm ready for your horsecock!" she screamed while sliding along the top part of my shaft by pushing herself with her feet against my tree-trunk thighs, and pulling herself back with her arms around my waists. Her pussy was sufficiently wet with her own lube, and my still-glistening cock still coated with sufficient warm and viscous sperm to allow her to drag herself effortlessly over the whole length of my raging leviathan. While I looked down upon this super-fit petite beauty, I thought to myself that I was not going to last much longer if she kept this up. After a couple of minutes, I therefore grabbed her roughly by the waist, and proceeded to impale her in one swift motion with as many inches of forearm-thick teenage cock as possible. And I pounded her. And then some.
• After miles of pussy-stretching pounding, our bodies were a glistening heap of sweaty muscles. Whitney's little pussy had been so distorted by the giant mass of my pummeling schlong that it puffed up with red-hotness, as if bruised beyond recognition. This, in turn, gave my surging knob even more pleasurable friction with the inside walls of her overstuffed vagina. By that time, I decided to switch position and dumped the cock-craving slut on all fours, while maintaining my cock inside her at all times. Doggy-style, I had an unfettered view of my pummeling cum-cannon sliding in and out, pulling her stretched lips several inches with every brutal stroke. Not all of my immense dong managed to sneak inside, it hardly ever does, but I managed a good twelve inches, which, considering Whitney's petite frame, was truly remarkable. That girl was so fit that she could easily contort her body to accommodate my titanic log.