” She replied as she seated him, this time a little more comfortably, on the chair with her. “You just scared mommy is all.” She smiled reassuri...gly at him and stroked his hair as she drew his head to her breast. The hug lasted a half-second then she laid back to continue her massage. Of course, it would be cut short until the kids were sleeping but she would sit here for a few moments longer, if only to not arouse suspicion to the true nature of the chair. She lay in the darkness provided by. My master catches my sperm in the glass again. The glans is now overexcited and I whimper with pleasure. You have a look at me and let me relax. “Thank you lady and sir” I whisper honestly and with full devotion.Noises in front of me. You are now both at the beginning of the bed, sir is holding the glass in his hand. I kneel naked, used and totally exhausted in front of you. My face still shines from the juice of my lady, even my blindfold has become damp."Crawl to us" orders my lady. I crawl. She reaches down between her legs and grabs Stan’s cock and slides the head of his cock in. She creams in pain and feels stretched like never before, so she stops for a few moments as she tries to get used to the feeling. More of Stan’s cock slides inside her and lets another scream. She stops and drops her head on Stan’s shoulder with her arms around his neck, trying to catch her breath. She’s not worried about bleeding on his cock because she popped her cherry a long time while masturbating. But he slowly rocked into her again, then again, and again and again and each time the slight pain diminished until it exchanged itself for hot pleasure. What was once tiny pricks were now tiny squirts of liquid secreting from her body. Jackson’s slow, laboring thrusts were more regular as her body slowly accepted such a large penis. “Holy shit,” Farrah sighed, her fingers reaching out and lacing across his back, scratching at him when he was fully inside of her. The slow, smooth drawls of his.