He slowly leaned over me and took my aching 5.5 Inch throbbing dick and headed it straight down his throat. Oh what an awesome feeling. He began...to pound his cock down my throat and I forced him deeper and deeper. While he sucked my cock he then started to spread my ass and run his finger across my tight rose bud. He kept this up for and bit and I began to rotate my ass against his finger. He then took some saliva and force his finger in my hole. I jumped at first, it had been a very long. She kisses me on the cheek and lays down a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. As she walks back to the stove, I watch her ass wiggle in her robe that she was wearing. At age the age of thirty-six, she was still a looker. Strawberry blonde hair, around 5'10, she wasn't fat, but she wasn't skinny either. She had tits that just begged to be sucked, around 36c or so, and had only a little of a sag. She had legs that didn't seem to stop; she always wore miniskirts to show them off. I hear. He yanked the girl's leash, and said to the camera, "Ava. four and a half. Been fucking her since she was two, teaching her to suck cock since she was a baby. Bought her when she was seven months. Hope you enjoy. Available to party." "What does that mean?" Chelle asked. "Available?" "Means she likes lots of men to fuck her, baby, and when she's been good, her daddy let's her out to play." "Is that what he is? Her daddy?" "Well, he said he bought her, so I guess he'd be her owner. But I bet she. “That’s a very nice club,” the Senator offered, subtly conveying Heritage wasn’t the best club around. “My wife, Ann, has been wanting to pick up the game.” Now David had the opportunity to talk with the person he had come to meet. He turned to Ann and soaked in her dark brown eyes. “Have you started playing, Mrs. Remmer?” he asked. Ann had been listening to the inane conversation between her husband and this man for a few minutes without paying a great deal of attention to the words. Rather,.