I had taken maybe five inches of it in and I thought there was no way I could fit any more in. But with his hands he forced me down further and furthe.... Like the filthy slut I am, I tried to resist, there was no way that cock could go deeper. But he pushed me harder and he slipped into my throat, filling it entirely with his cock, making a visible bulge in my neck.There was more cheering and laughter. It hurt, at first, but as he begun to throat-fuck me violently, with a complete disregard for. She fell to the floor at the force of the slap. ?Tsk tsk Princess, I thought we were past the punishment stages,? Jafar said, secretly loving the fact that a punishment was warranted. With a flick of his staff Jasmine was frozen in a magical lock. She was spread out on the floor, arms above her head, raising and pushing up her ample tits. Her legs were spread wide; Jafar could tell they hurt. He smiled, a dark sadistic smile. ?Princess, it’s time you learned who your Master was, and. "This victory calls for a celebration!" Frederic shouted. "7, come here and sit on my lap."7 did as she was instructed, gently putting down her ass across his lap, so her legs were on one side and her upper body on the other. She hugged him and kissed him on the lips. He let her tongue enter his mouth, so she could caress his mouth from the inside. She knew the spots to stimulate him, so he quickly had a massive erection. He touched her right breast, making the fabric of her uniform disappear. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Wal-Mart. I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner. It's smells funny.Sweetheart: I want you! Would you like to screw me?Wellhung: OKSweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling.