Or more realistically, like a deer caught in the headlights. His hand pulled out of my pussy and the blood raced out from his cock back to his brain. ...is eyes focused on mine as he slowly reconfirmed what he thought he had heard. They dropped to my breasts, covered by a loose blouse but impossible to hide. Then he saw the wet spot on my shorts. I gave him ten seconds to stare at me and then I pushed him onto his back."And for the last ten years, you've been avoiding every chance, every offer,. " I mean, if she's already on this path, and it is my fault! I justfeel like we need to do something."Natasha sighed, hand on her face. "Here's the problem: she's going tohave sex. We can't stop that. The vibrator I got her is only going todo so much for so long."Trevor's eyes widened. "You got her a--never mind! So what do we do?" You have sex with her." No, I can't. Nat, I can't do it." Alright, I'll have sex with her." There has to be another option!"Putting her hands on her hips. "Yeah,. It only took her maybe a dozen pumps in total before he began to shoot off, filling her soft, young mouth with load after load of hot, sticky cum. He held her head in place when he had finished and muttered, “Don’t you dare fucking swallow that you little slut.” She whined through the cum but obeyed, keeping her throat closed as she held the mouthful of cum in her cheeks. Mr. Alba picked up a glass from his bedside table and held it below her face. “Every drop. Now.”“But Daddy!” she tried to. Withoutmuch problems Markus pulled up the zipper, and the fleshlight shrunkdown into a normal inconspicous form. "Untill I say so, you two willremain like this. You wanted to be in charge, well, now you get to be upfront...fucked." Markus slammed the sex toy onto his dick, but didn'tmove it otherwise. He got dressed, examing the bump in his crotch. Hewondered what they were thinking, feeling their sillicone insidespenetrated at all times. Things were going to be a bit monotone, butalready some.