The sight of Gallagher's bright young face dipping between her cheeks and the touch of his tongue on her throbbing private entryway made her so wet th...t her juices rolled all over her shifting buttocks and right down onto her tongue-occupied back door. It helped to lubricate everything and it went much easier after that. Soon, his tongue was sliding deep inside her very core and she gave up all of her privacy and secret interior corners to his explorations.The constant copulations with the. All I did was make my jaw creak with a fat Troll’s cock inside my mouth.Tears of pain trickled from my eyes. I have never felt so much pain in my life I thought; even child birth wasn’t this bad. My jaw creaked even more as the Troll was about to cum.When he did it exploded in my mouth and I heard a pop coming from my jaw.I tried spitting his cum out but something was wrong with my jaw.It felt numb.Purple cum trickled out of my agape mouth and I just glared when I saw it.Was it acid or was it. I decide to pour myself a glass of wine, just to kill the nerves a bit. The time had come for Alan’s arrival. Right on cue, there’s a knock on the door. I open the door, and there he was. It was so good to see him. He looked at me, open mouthed and wide eyed. I think he liked what he saw, infact, judging by what he did next, I know he did. He pulled me towards him and kissed me. A long, deep and passionate French kiss. He grabbed my ass and pulled me even closer. This night was going to be. Grandchild of refugees from Stalin’s purge, she’d worked her ass off, and didn’t have time for excuses. She lifted the Whippy Stick and brought it down across Emmett’s skinny buttocks.Emmett squealed, and Koko was rewarded by the long red streak right across his crack. It was a nice shade of red, and Koko was convinced that she could hit it again, and maybe create a blister. What fun life was!Poor Emmett. Things were so grim for him, sometimes. He had a lovely wife, Osceola, who kept him locked.