“Look at me, darling,” instructed James. “Let me photograph your sweet mouth so ridiculously full of cock.”Evan’s impossibly large erection...was now clearly primed and ready for the coup de gras.“I think it’s time, don’t you, sweetie?” observed James.Emily looked up at Evan with genuine fear and trepidation.“Are you going to put that inside me now?” she whispered with feigned courage.Evan hoisted Emily off the bed and stood with her thighs wrapped around his waist, her breasts pressed to his. It would take at least a week before it started to look normal. Brenda used the blow dryer on her hair, no time for the curling iron. She would put it back in a ponytail, what else? A quick dab of makeup and she looked at the clock again. 3:50, she was going to make it. Brenda rinsed off the ball gag and dried it with her bath towel. She scooped everything up off the floor. She threw the ruined clothes in the trash, tossed the shoes in the closet, and ran to her dresser. She stashed the ball. “For weeks on end, young man, after your late-night carousing and partying, you drove your car through the neighborhood with the stereo playing loud, waking up people who have to work for a living. According to the court papers, some of the neighbors talked with your parents about this and they politely asked you to stop it. Instead of having consideration for other people, you were defiant and decided to show them a thing or two by making more noise. Let me ask you, mister, if you got. Pete looked down and stated “Kinky fucker aren’t you?” He started to do his jack off move again. Squeezing every little bit of pre-cum out and let it sit at the tip of his head. He waited for me to lick each drop off. He must have down that at least 20 times. Before my wife cried out, “I want some.” We climbed onto the bed. I grabbed “The Decorator” and deep throated it to clean all of Stacey’s juices off. “My god. You guys are the greatest couple I have ever came across.” Pete exclaimed while.