Amit:le choos is bade lund ko zor se choos randi bhi aise nahi choosti par tu to mast choosti hai tu meri randi hai mera lund tera moo me chhos is bab... lund ko hahahhohohohossssaaaaaaooooossssle le le aaaaa. Shela:mera moo tera bade lund se bhar gaya ab meri pyas bhuja teri pani se mera moo me tera pani de tera mota lund ka pani de choos choos ke loongi de mujhe tera pani ahahahhhohoohommmmmssssssde de pani hahah. Now Amit was to cum he was enjoying the oral he was getting from Shela. Amit:le. As I do so his cock grows to hardness!."OK, final test maid sixty-nine.....Take off the dress..I manage with the help of Karl to get down to my lingerie and standawaiting my next command."Right I want an anal slut, show me how you would get a man to fuck thatsissy pussy of yours," she smirks.A ripple of excitement runs through me and my imprisoned cock throbs. Iwalk to the couch and bend over it flaunting my sissy ass."Sir, would you be so kind as to fuck this eager tight sissy pussy,". A wealthy, powerful, cruel, vindictive... and lonely snob. Walter was not what one would call handsome, nor would he ever be described as rugged, strapping, virile, vigorous, or potent. Repugnant was the term most often used to describe Walter, but only when his back was turned. In many ways, Walter seemed to have it all -- wealth, power, prestige. But the wealth came from his family; it had always been there for him, so he took it for granted. The power Walter had came from his wealth, not. He too went in. He sat at a table near the back and ordered a drink. It was an all-nude establishment. He didn’t see his daughter anywhere.He continued to sip his drink and waited to see if she was a dancer. He couldn’t believe his beautiful daughter was in an establishment like this. First, she came from a good home. Her parents made a good living and didn’t understand why his daughter needed money. Why would she need to dance? Did she like to strip? He had no answers and continued to.