Both Goddesses, and one other I haven’t talked about so far, did videos for me where they talked openly about what a wanker I was. I also have on vi...eo all the things they said to me at Worship Sessions, and what I said too of course. With my No.1 Spunk Queen, the wind-up was a key part of Her giving me the pants-spunk pleasure She knew I craved. It’s difficult to believe that She deliberately set out to make me cum in my pants at Worship Sessions, and if I didn’t have it all on videos, I. It had been his idea, after all, and he didn’t take much persuading. “I’m so looking forward to seeing myself,” she said, reaching for the wand she’d tucked between herself and the side of the armchair. “Don’t expect this to take long.” At this her husband just smiled. “Are you that hot for this?” he asked. “Hotter than you’d ever believe,” she smiled, trying hard not to give another wink to the figure her husband could not see, but who was staring hard at her through the window. “Then we’re. Mike shuddered, knowing that now that their parents were gone, his sister would set in and start tormenting him. “Leave me alone.” Mike mumbled, chopping carrots.Chloe stalked across the floor silently with the predatory grace of a kitten where she pushed her petite body against Mike’s back. He blushed as he was engulfed by her warmth, her small arms wrapping around his waist as her warm hands pushed up underneath the hem of his t-shirt. “Aww don’t be mean.” She purred, tilting her head up as. I bent down and thrusted my finger into her anus, working her spinchter apart. God, her ass was tight! I swore I wasn’t going to fit my dick in there. She continued to struggle as I worked my finger in, deeper each time and reached around with my other hand and started pinching her nipple. She was just sobbing now, not even trying to avoid the inevitable. I pulled my finger out and replaced it with my swollen dick and lay over her, pinning her down and forcing her legs further apart. She piped.