..fuck me, Daddy...fuck me hard...oh God...it feels wonderful..." Gemma had twisted her head to one side and clenched her jaw tightly and growled at m... through gritted teeth! I began slowly thrusting in and out of Gemma's stretched cunt. I turned my head to face Redhead and growled, " You need laugh...you fuckin' bitch...I'm gonna be fuckin' your shitter...next"! Redhead sneered, "Oh yes, you old bastard? I don't think you'll manage it a fourth time...you old spunker"! she replied. She was so wet! She knew part of it was the ring's power and partly it was her oversexed Amazon biology, but Diana had never been so horny that she was sitting in a puddle of herself as she was now. Igniting her ring she created a big pink cock out of pink energy and with her ass up in the air and her face on the floor, she mentally wills it to enter her. The tip finds her entrance and eases inside her adjusting its size to fill her to the utmost and then she fucks herself with it, creaming.. Did you enjoy wearing my clothes? Maybe we should get you stockings and a garter belt, too," she said as she smiled. "Would you like to go shopping with me? And we can get the right sizes." She seemed serious. "If that's what you want," I blurted out. I was turned on wearing her things in front of her. My cock was hard as a rock and sticking out making a tent of the panties. She reached over and pulled the vacuum plug from the wall. I realized then her blouse had a couple of buttons. ’ ‘Being a waitress doesn’t make you dumb,’ Hattie reassured her. Samantha’s brown eyes darkened, insulted by the assumption. She began to twirl a piece of her two-toned, brown and black hair. It seemed almost therapeutic. ‘No, but I didn’t go to college,’ Samantha responded, unable to keep the anger from her voice. Gwen could see Hattie sinking back into the couch out of the corner of her eye. Samantha’s glare was forcing her back. ‘Neither did I,’ said the youthful man on the other side.