And when he paused to realignment his Maxwell-like jaws, still kneeling before her trembling, fuzzy brown legs, he spotted new cum landing on his Kenn...th Cole shoes. Watching a tiny pool form on the hardwood floor around him made him a bit dizzy as blood was directed away from his brain to his penis. ‘Dayum, girl! You sure keep the cream coming for yo man!’ Doffing her pink nightgown, and its mixed scents of their perspiration and musk, she ordered him to ‘finish what you started down there.’. “Fucking scum, a rapist.” She turns slightly and spits towards him. It splatters in a red patch on the floor in a way that I find bizarrely erotic. I always knew I was slightly twisted, but this is a bit beyond that. “A rapist with a small joke of a dick,” she continues with a grin.I look at the body, disinterested in the fact that he is very obviously dead, and take in the sight of his tiny penis barely poking out of his fly. “Maybe it was a grower,” I smirk. This whole scene is so surreal. Sally stood up and stepped out of her skirt, she adjusted her black panties by snapping them into place. Seeing the outline of her pussy through the thin fabric of the front of her panties, in some ways more more enticing than actually seeing her pussy, did not help me to get my growing erection under control. I fidgeted, aroused but uncomfortable. "See if you like this dress," Sally said as she pulled a yellow sundress over her slim body. The dress slid into place and she turned to look at. ”“Three, Sir”I grab a drink and just watch, ensuring you count each one. At 5 I turn it up again, and every 5 after that. “Ten, Sir!”“Eleven, Sir!” you scream out each one, as they come again and again…“Twenty, Sir” you scream at the top of your lungs, panting, sweating, a puddle of pussy juice under you. I finally turn off the vibrator and remove it from you. Your heart racing, breathing heavy. Next you feel something against your asshole. It is smooth and lubed, it begins to enter you,.