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Her lips parted around my dripping petals, and her tongue snaked through them, brushing aside my tender folds with the wet heat of her oral member. My back straightened as the shock of the sensation ran through me, and my eyes widened in lustful astonishment. The tip of her tongue found the bead of my erogeneity, and she methodically worked it beneath the fleshy hood. Streams of fiery pleasure coursed into my pelvis, and my lips gaped open to form a moan of astounded pleasure. I let my hips sink downward, enveloping her face in my thighs, and my posture loosen as I succumbed to her passion. My eyes cast downward, and my vision was filled with the prize I had lusted after since I’d seen it. It throbbed and curved backward, leaking with its need. I reached forward, feeling my heart race in anticipation, and then clasped my hands around it. It pulsed against my palms, indian twitching in reaction to every subtle touch of my fingers, its heat burning delectably into my hands. I let out a sigh of satisfaction as I felt it harden in my grasp, curving backward even more as I gently caressed it. It looked… delicious. I lowered my lips to it, my breathing sharp with the exhilaration of Willowbud’s lustful consumption, my mouth watering as the oozing tip neared me. I gave it a shy lick, flicking the tip with my tongue, testing the flavor of her. She tasted good. Her cock twitched against my lips, and she shifted her hips upward, pressing the head against my mouth. I opened it, and let her slide inside me. I pursed my lips around her girth, savoring the feeling of every vein and bump deforming the lush outline of my mouth. Her shaft traveled along my tongue, and I curled it around her, trying to taste every inch she had to offer. Her tip pushed against the resistance of my throat, and she stopped, holding her hips aloft and waiting for me, allowing me to decide if I should take her deeper. I smiled around her cock, and made the decision. It was an easy choice, really; she was my god, and I would do anything for her. I relaxed my throat as best I could, and lowered my face. I felt my neck constrict, and a gag form in my esophagus, but I pressed on. Tears welled in my eyes as the choking sensation became more intense, and I had to stop to acclimate to the new pressure, but I didn’t pull out; something about the way she throbbed in my throat excited me. When I adjusted to the feeling, I took her deeper and deeper. It was easier now that I’d gotten over the choking sensation, and I felt a surge of pride as my lips pushed against her base. Her thighs quivered below me in abject pleasure, and I smiled around her cock. She rewarded me by pushing her entire tongue into my slit, and curling it along my ceiling, pressing the tip against my ridged weak spot and exploiting it mercilessly. My back gave out in pleasure, and my abdomen sunk into her belly as my breasts squished against her pelvis. My eyes rolled into my head, and I mindlessly began to suck on the wonderful cock stretching my throat. WILLOWBUD Astrid’s hands gripped my ass as she pulled my hips upward, taking every inch of me into her mouth, swallowing around me as I buried my way into her throat. Her pussy leaked her desire onto my lips and frothed her pleasure onto my tongue, filling me with her decadent flavor. I sucked the tender folds of her reddened petals as I pushed my tongue deeper, trying to taste every inch of her virginity before I took it from her. The familiar pressure in my loins began to grow, and I felt my masculine mind bend to its desires, thrusting into Astrid’s throat with increasing voracity. She didn’t seem to mind that I was being rough; she seemed to like it. Dad. ” Emily’s eyes lit up at the sight. I don’t want Chloe to think I want to dance with Sarah. Noticing the bag a few meter's away, it's indian contents carefully tucked away, he could also tell this was just the portal to the seemingly never-ending void. "Dildo's, vibrators, anal beads, hand cuffs, nipple clamps..." She was so easy to talk to and not afraid to open up. I came so hard I ended up with some on my grey t-shirt and had to get up quickly to clean it off before my sister saw it. She figured this was good enough and slid her fingers out of her mouth. That sour, kinky flavor. She arched up once more, her breasts crushed against his chest, her hard nipples slamming into him. He nodded his head and flashed me a smile, his teeth white against his dark lips. “Damn, girl, you're just eager for it.” My flesh writhed about him as the pleasure surged through my body. I ran my fingers through her long hair and held her tight. “Master, what is that woman doing in the wall?” she asked, speaking about the news anchor. "Yes it is, please follow me." After almost an hour in that massage treatment, I said, “Enough sweetheart, that was really amazing, thank you Mariana.” I have heard of girls like that. ” "Oh, I forgot to mention that Linda doesn't know you're here," Sally explained to me in a forced whisper, "She thinks I'm alone. She seemed a little startled and said, “Oh, I know that just about everyone’s seen both your tits and your bum now but I thought that you must be wearing a G-string or ‘T’ back knickers.” “I stopped wearing knickers years ago, the only thing I’m wearing is this dress” I replied. And she’d never really had any natural liking for sex. Emily still holding onto my hand clears her throat and looks me in the eyes. She grinned at me. Though she was younger than me, she felt more... adult. Their salt and pepper hair made them look about Marsha’s age. He went down the stairs and announced that the food was ready. Mom: We are going to get something to eat. After Taylor gave a thankful smile to the attendant, she turned back to me rubbing my hand and telling me that everything will be ok and will work itself out in the end. He wheeled the table out of the prep room up a ramp and down the hall that leads to the front of her viewing room. “I have chatted,” Tink said as she moaned and arched her breasts towards Hailey’s hands before going on, “and she told me how wonderful it would be and put me in contact with you.” Hailey smiled as she watched the glazed look in Tink’s eyes and knew she must be turned on but needed to check. Punishments in his time involved spankings and maybe a hard snuck with a ruler to the butt, but surely punishments in Ancient Rome had to be far more brutal. As the group turned to head towards the bloody remains of Hound's prey, a chill crept throughout each of them. I couldnt resist one last gesture. I told her to get ready so she went to the bathroom and did her hair and put some makeup on and a dress and came back down.