He was licking it very vigorously she was moaning loudly oh god oh god fuck me fuck chud dalo meri chut apki tongue se aur jor se drink my fluid my ch...otras and eat out my pussy.. Meri kunwari choot aajse tumhari hain so chato chudo chuso jo chahey karo magar mujhe nirash mat karo. He was busy bee in drinking her fluids passed thru her yoni (choot) and was making much more noise while sucking those cunt lips and inner parts. Then she stood up and wore the petticoat till bra and then they both. With that I grab her thighs and spread them, bending down, and burying my face in her pussy. " OHHHHHH!!" She moans as she falls back against the car with her hand on the back of my head. Her back arches as my tongue probes her pussy farther and farther. She lifts her right leg and places it over my shoulder. She looks up into the deserted warehouse and imagines what it would feel like if our show was being watched." Oh, GOOOOOOD," She breathes. After the fucking I have given her ass, she is. I shouldn’t have been surprised. The scenes that had been described for me to paint were both erotic and crude. I had tried to make what a lot of people would have thought disgusting as artistic as I could. I think I succeeded. One of my more crude paintings showed a woman impaled on two cocks, one in each of her nether openings whilst her mouth is open to admit the pee from a third cock. I remember being shocked at how my own pussy had become wet all the time I had my brush and paints in hand. ” “Yes Master, I will try harder”. Hoby slipped his hands around Ashley and cupped both of her breasts. “You have very nice tits slave. What are they, about a B or C?” “My chest is a 34, small C Master. “ Hoby pinched each nipple roughly and pulled the nipples hard, stretching out her breasts. Ashley let out a low moan. She was going to have to get used to the mixture of pleasure and pain. When Hoby let go there was a burst of pleasure/pain that shot through her. She felt it most in her sex..