Trent soon answered that question.“Oh fuck I’m going to cum! I have to cum!” he pulled out.“Yeah cum on her face. I want you to dump your load...all over her face!” Lilly instructed him but when I tried to move my head to accept the facial she pushed it back between her legs. “Fucking do it Trent! Cum on her fucking face and your sister’s pussy!” I swear I felt my knees go weak when I heard her say that and to Trent’s credit he tried to get closer. I had to push her legs wider to allow him in. "Whew!" Brad wiped his forehead with the back of one hand, grinning at the women."And I thought you was the prim and proper one--always with your head in the books." He laughed, shaking his head from side to side."Well, you don't have to worry about that any more," Christina said, her smile fading somewhat. "We want you... you and your help."Brad grinned even more broadly, reaching back and pushing the barn door shut. In the background he heard the horse whinnying and nodded his head up and. " You'll make time." I'll have to, but it's going to be tough," Warren told him. "I'm married," he said, pointing to Sophia. "We have a little girl who's two years old. Plus, I'm a senior, here at UW. Remember your senior year in college, Doc?" Yeah, but I was a pre-med," he laughed."Exactly. As am I." Really? You carrying a solid GPA?" 3.8, and that's with a year's sabbatical after my sophomore year, and that's while maintaining a high-level figure skating career, and a girlfriend who became a. He used his left arm to trap her arms behind her and reach around to run his fingers lightly through her pussy. “I want you to tell Master Carl about Page.”Heather was having trouble catching her breath from the stimulation she was receiving, “Sir?”“Tell him what has been happening to Page.”“Sir, she ... she has been ... tortured all week.”“Tortured! No, no, no ... What she has been through has not been torture. Did she use that word?”“No ... no sir.” Heather was becoming more and more.