#Babymachine (Baby Crazy 1)

Because I could see it, way up inside. Her hymen gleamed, just a tiny bit of tissue visible, but it was enough. My dick jerked hungrily, the target up close and personal.

Damn.

Goddamn.

I needed her so bad.

But there was still work to be done.

“That’s good, sweetheart, real good. Now play with yourself.”

Her eyes flew open with shock, wide and aroused.

“Yeah, you heard me, sweet thing. Play with your tits and keep yourself turned on so I can take these pics. I need to see everything, baby girl, so get juicy.”

She stared at me more, body trembling.

Was she going to do it?

Was Beth going to let me take pictures of her open snatch as she creamed all over?

God, I hoped so.

“Do you…?” Her face was practically on fire. But the female surprised me. “Like this, Daddy? Like this?”

With another shy look, she pulled down her bra, letting those gazongas bounce out like beach balls. And they were fucking amazing. Huge and ripe with stiff red nips hard enough to cut glass, the sacks of cream beckoned enticingly. I licked my lips and wished those hard tips were in my mouth, but instead, I just pinched, reaching up and squeezing one and then the other, making the girl moan. Because I had other plans for my mouth right now.

“That’s nice, Beth, real nice. Keep going, baby girl, you’re on a roll.”

And she smiled sweetly then. How could someone so innocent be doing this? Where the fuck did she learn these tricks? But the female kept going. Trailing one small hand between her thighs, the girl threw her head back and started to rub that stiff clit.

Aw fuck! The pink nub was so huge that it stuck up like a flagpole, two inches tall and begging to be sucked as the brunette moaned and twisted, stroking with soft fingers.

“See Mason?” she breathed, making eye contact as her fingers continued to work. “See how I’m touching the bottom part, rubbing right along here? I’m pretending my fingers are your dick, I want you so much.”

Oh shit, oh shit. Beth was a slut beyond my wildest dreams. A girl with a dirty mind, and yet the body of a creamy, innocent virgin.

I leapt into action then, camera in hand. Pointing the shutter at her cunt, I clicked and clicked and clicked, taking thousands of frames. Aw shit, it was so good. That pinkness, up close and personal. The cream gushing from her hole, her clit trembling as she massaged intimately.

And I didn’t just capture her steaming pussy. I took pictures of every inch of this girl. The giant, heaving tits, nipples glistening under the light. The tiny waist and big ass that writhed this way and that, tempting me.

But mostly, I took pictures of her face. Because Beth was divine, a goddess come to life, moaning and twisting on my couch, touching herself, showing me those precious secrets. The look in her eyes drove me wild, those long-lashed lids heavy with lust. The way her lips parted, blowing kisses my way unconsciously. How her nostrils flared just so, overcome with the scent of delicious cream mixed with jizz.

Because yeah, I was jizzing now. Not full-on spurts, but the drizzle from my tip was non-stop, forming a puddle on the white rug below. Aw shit, aw shit, there was so much pre-cum that it oozed from my glans all the way to the floor, like a leaky firehose that couldn’t be stopped.

“You’re gorgeous, pretty girl,” came my deep rasps as I snapped frame after frame. “So fucking beautiful.”

And she writhed once more, stroking hard along her clit now.

“Then take me Mason,” the girl begged, parting her lips while opening her thighs even wider. “Take me!”

And who was I to say no? Camera dropping from my hands, I was on that sweet form in a flash, dicktip pointed right where it wanted to go.

“You sure, honey?” I growled, breathing the words against her cheek. “You sure? Because once it’s done, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine and mine only, sweetheart.”

I half-expected her to pause and tremble, to hesitate with me so close to her entrance. But instead, Beth did something so dirty and wrong that my dick blasted on its own once I was inside.

She fucked herself onto my pole.

Imagine that.

A sweet virgin needing it so bad that she literally lifted her hips and impaled that sweet pussy on my fat fuckpole, giving it to herself good.

It wasn’t easy. Couldn’t have been because there was a barrier, a spongy, thin shield that ripped almost audibly.

And the girl’s eyes flew wide then, face frozen in shock. But like a pro, Beth carried on. She fucked forwards again, pussy swallowing my huge cock in its entirety, balls to the wall.

“Ohhhh!” came her wail, the female unable to move for a second, split so wide. “Oh Mason!”