She begins shaking hard in my arms and I take this as an invitation. I hold her up against the counter and wrap my arms tighly around her back to hol... her still. Then without warning, I begin fervently sawing my veiny cock back and forth in quick long motions over the length of her swollen slit. It feels so good. I look in the mirror behind her and see copious amounts of both our fluids running down the backs of her thighs. My mom moans deeply against my neck with each sensual thrust of my. She imagined she could taste Blondie’s tongue, feel her nose against her cheek, and her hair in her face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy thoughts intensified her almost crippling orgasm. She knelt there helpless, fingers and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her closed eyes, breathing in short shallow panting breaths, feeling the muscles of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her. Ahmed withdrew and his black hand gave Julia’s quivering bottom a hearty slap. “Good girl,” he said. “I’ll have some more of that later.” Julia lay, head to one side on the floor, eyes a little glazed. “Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir,” she said. Melissa smiled. It had been a good re-introduction. “Anything you want?” asked Melissa of Quentin. “A very large gin and tonic,” he said. A snap of the fingers and Heidi and Maria were instantly scurrying around to serve their Master. Julia crawled weakly to. Janelle replied, lapsing into French as she often did when she was flustered. "She jus sit sare and say nussing but sen sa tears come, Doctor." Yes," he sighed deeply in agreement. "Something awful happened to that girl, Tristane," the grizzled old head of staff observed. "I think it's time we try electro-therapy on her." No," Dr. Janelle turned to face him and stated firmly. "Shock 'er brain to life? She ees much too frail for sat. I 'ave tole you so. She can't take sat kind of treatment.".