He looked around again and grabbed a little American flag like you might wave on the 4th of July and stuffed it down as far as it would go into my coc...!!! That actually did hurt a little, but it stayed there when he let go and the whipped cream stopped coming out. Keep in mind this all happened in about thirty seconds. Now my already throbbing cock was full of cum, whipped cream and an American flag, not to mention my balls which had been stretched almost six inches down from the base of my. The first was a miniskirt, black and tiny, appropriate for a night out on the town with a really pretty pair of panties underneath, panties intended to be seen. The second was a plaid pleated skirt, more of a schoolgirl costume than a work skirt. It reached about a third of the way down her thighs. The third was another dressy skirt, black again, coming down slightly longer than the schoolgirl skirt. The fourth was a burgundy skirt, a little short for work, but she could probably get away with. .after He helped me get them on...looking at the full length mirror...I began to cum...long jets...hitting the mirror and running down. I had no idea what was going on...the heels were exciting. My friend...all he said was holy shit....I could see his bulging cock through his shorts...he grabbed my cock and stoked it more...easing the rest of my cum out....then all of the sudden...he was on his knees sucking me...draining me even more...omg it was wild. I didn’t know what to do...it was. " Good," I said."Are you actually going to take the Jessa sisters?" he asked me. "Or are you just forcing them to break themselves up? If they do, they go to the top of every guy's list." Alba is fucking gorgeous," I said. "Marissa is strong enough to be the hen-mother for my concubines, but there's a difference between sisters and concubine-sisters." If she isn't fair, Maria would fucking lose it," Stephen said with a nod. "Yeah, you can't play games with that shit." Unless Marissa can treat.