You stop and spread my pussy lips apart and just stare. You spread them even further and just continue to look at my bald pussy, shaved clean as you l...ke it. “What the hell is he waiting for?” I wonder as I watch your face. You must have felt me looking at you because you state “I am inspecting my property”, and then you reach down to the bottom of my slit and take my juices and rub them up and over my clit. You repeat this action over and over until I think I might cum from this alone. Yet. It was sheer heaven. Stacy was so warm and moist; so tight and thrilling. Her cunt felt better than any I had ever known. Not for the first time in these last few days I thanked my lucky stars that I got the wrong nymph that night.Lustfully, I rammed my cock into the brat over and over. She sighed and gasped, her little slot making squelching noises as I plundered it."Fucking Hell, you're tight!" I grunted, rooting my cock as deep up her wet crevice as I could.She gave a little grunt of her own. "Adam! No! I-I didn't want---"She never got to finish that sentence, as I clenched my right fist and punched her directly in the mouth, taking great pleasure in the blood bubbling up between her lips. "You fucking whore!" I bellowed. "You weren't even interested in me till you saw me beat up that punk who insulted you at the bar! And now you're SURPRISED at my violent streak???"She gurgled something unintelligible, but I'd had enough of this typically-confused female. I flipped her over. She. ”“Good. Now feed me my breakfast.” Sarosa snapped her fingers, and a big bowl of cereal appeared in her hands. She took a load of it on the spoon, and brought it to Harry’s mouth, which he gobbled up eagerly. “Breakfast and a blowjob. This is the life, huh?”“You’re the envy of all men, Master,” Sarosa smiled, continuing to feed him.3 bowls of cereal and a dozen orgasms later, and Harry was spooning his mother on the sofa, rubbing his cock against her bottom cheeks. Sarosa was knelt in front of.