Jenny was subdued, powerless to beat this sadistic man, and as her head was turned to him, he eased his still flaccid penis into mouth with ease, and ...tarted fucking her mouth.Jenny gagged, trying to get get some form of rhythmic timing, he was down in her throat, blocking her air-passage, and not caring too much as he did so.'Use your fucking tongue, you slut', he bellowed, and stopped to see if she was obeying his command.Jenny was, and she feverishly encircled his knob, rubbing as hard as. " "Use D'arcy's laptop. She's in her room channeling every bit of her teen angst onto the canvas using all the colors of the wind. It's very deep shit man," Teddy said as he slipped on his going-out-in-public slippers. "Why do you always have to clown on her like that? she's fucking good at painting for real." "If I told D'arcy her paintings are great, like they are - they are fucking great - She won't get better. She'll plateau 'cause she'll know she's great. Life's chess not checkers. ..I…” All I could do was breath the word. The letter. I didn’t even know why I wanted to let her know I was close. But I did.It only made her go faster. “Mmhmm,” came the muffled, but powerful sound. “Mmhmm. Mmhmm!” She encouraged me, feeling me throbbing in her mouth. In her throat. My fingers reached for her head. A flash of resistance seeking to pull her off of me.It didn't last long. My fingers, seeking purpose, found her head and dug into her smooth scalp, knuckles brushing her collar of. My dick began to get hard but that just made her grind harder; we were both getting pretty horny. Just when I thought the night couldn’t get any better, she turned her head around and kissed me. We slid our tongues into each other’s mouths and did so while still grinding, and after a couple of minutes of that broke away and whispered “Keep going.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I briefly removed my hands from their position in order to pull up her dress. As I moved back to her pussy, I felt a.