Her tongue continued to explore deeper and I couldn't control the electricity of pleasure I felt. I didn't want her to stop."Oh, please!" I cried. "Ye...!"She continued to suck my pussy harder and harder, lapping away. She suddenly stopped, and I found her resting her body on top of mine again. Her mouth pressed against mine again as she let her one hand wander down towards my pussy, which throbbed for more. She massaged my clitoris, slowly at first to tease me again. "Please!" I cried. "Make me. Bientôt, celui-ci lui prend les hanches de Milla et lui fait quelques commentaires. "Sacrement, t'es une vraie petite pute toi. Attend que je te fourre, tu ne croiras pas à cela".Le maître ordonne ensuite à Milla de se mettre à genoux, puis de sucer "comme il faut" le gros membre qu'il sort de son pantalon. Il doit bien faire 8" de long en pleine érection et est très large. Milla se met à la tâche avec ses lèvres pulpeuses. Son maître adore. Jusqu'au moment ou il demande à Milla de se pencher. I grunted and growled and my cock pulsed within Vicky and her tight pussy milked me dry. At that moment, I was wishing that I hadn't wrapped it. Later I'd realize that it had been for the best.Eventually, I did the other three again before calling it quits. The others all got a good dose of my sperm even though they didn't need it and then we all curled up together and went to sleep. Vicky slept in my arms cuddled up to her mother. Her last words were, "I love you mommy." Then she fell. The Belfast nightclubs had that familiar feel to them, the sense of being home. That would help, tonight. The girl hadn’t been to this particular club in some time. She had been to others, of course, but it felt nice to return here. The crowd was full of almost strangers, the faces that one can never place. She sought faces out, nodded at the ones she knew well, smiled mysteriously at the ones she knew a little less. She was taking bearings, sizing the crowd up. She ordered a drink, her voice.