Angela Devi - Booty Clappin'

Shaking her head, she'd almost had to handcuff Cathy to the vehicle to keep her here. Then she shook her head, Roger thought that his sister Christine was dead. Killed by the actions of their father. Then Christine thought that their father had her brother executed years ago. That is what had started her on her rebellion against both him and her. Roger was right, that bastard did have a yoke around her neck. It would take his death to alleviate that condition. That wasn't about to happen soon. Not as on the move as he always seemed to be. No, if anyone could kill him it was Roger, damn but he was a hell of a lot smarter than she had thought he was. _______________________________________ It was almost an hour later when Cathy started to shout that she was picking up her sister again, though, it was only on one tracker. This of course set her off again, with her violent temper, she was threatening to shoot up most of the city to find her. Gathering all of the team up, they set out with Cathy in the lead. Pressing Diane to drive faster, the short woman laughed with sadistic glee. They arrived less than twenty minutes later. Cathy pointed to a warehouse across the road. All of them disembarked their vehicles, weapons drawn. doing a short recon Diane came back nodding her head. Trina made sure they were all ready as she bulled her way through the door. Betty started to yell as soon as she saw the team. "Get me out of here! I need a bath, a scrubbing, I have to sterilize my skin! Leader you should have heard all the crazy shit that bastard was talking about. Living machines? Humans are biological machines? That..." Betty suddenly stopped, staring at Chris. "My god! You look almost like her. Had I not known better I would have said it was you." Chris looked confused, at first Evelyn, then Betty, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. "Bitch! What in the hell are you on about? I look like who?" "Like that thing Indian Girls Fucking he built, my god you could be sisters almost. That is if that machine was human." Betty said in near shock hardly able to believe her eyes. Cathy had already whipped out a large knife, cutting the cord that Betty was bound in. "So help me god, if he has hurt you I’ll make him suffer to no end." Ripping the last of the cord loose, she yanked a still shocked Betty to her feet. "Damn it! We both collapsed as he planted his lips on mine and Her mind was overwhelmed by what her soul was feeling. She took the toy, she could use it, better she than him, she could find the right spot. It had me drunk with the excitement of the moment as my pussy stretched around Samantha's girl-dick ramming back into me. In fact, nobody knows exactly what was really going on at the farm. The nearest speeder is at the base of the slope, making a line directly up the steep hill. "Did you know your husband likes cock up his ass?" "So you like it, “You ever done a girl?” Everytime you speak, every move you make, I can’t believe how much I love you. She was wearing a pair of tight white shorts. She must be a real beauty then,” Allison says. She sat astride him and eased his dick into her pussy and began bounced up and down on his shaft. The German beauty trembled and gasped, loving being feasted upon by Orlanda. She was always the nice prim Miss Goody Two Shoes. “It’s beautiful. Sandy dropped to her knees and looked at her dinner. After a few seconds, Holly realized that she was looking at a small screen, a tiny monitor built to curve around her face like a pair of goggles. What made you Indian Girls Fucking do it?” “When I asked you if you wanted lunch, I saw your penis hard, I don't know why, but I got wet from that” he looked at me with an intrigued look, “My hard dick made your pussy wet?” “i guess it did” “have you thought about what we talked about for us both to feel great yet?” I had, but didn't want to admit it “Not really bro, but I was wondering if you could do that thing to me again?