I pulled my hands away, letting him take over. he loved seeing me piss on myself. after i finished, he said my turn. i hopped up and he took over layi...g in my spot. i gripped his 9 inch monster cock, and shoved it in my mouth. he moaned so hard! i immediately was trying to deepthroat him as hard as i possibly could. all of a sudden i felt his piss start shooting down my throat. i pulled my mouth off his cock, letting his powerful piss stream cover my face. i was jerking him as hard as i could. He removed the lollipop from my mouth and told me to keep repeating “I am a good whore”, while keeping my tongue out. I could sense he was awfully close to me and then I felt my cupped hands poked with something a few times. Then a moment later the lollipop was put in mouth and he commanded, “suck!” I could feel and taste my cum over the watermelon flavor when he said “swallow!” he repeated this routine several times until his feet shuffled a bit and then I felt him lay his warm, semi hard cock. Subsequently, it never aired. The final edit of the episode is available online, however — for those diligent and tech-savy enough to find it. It’s not terribly remarkable and certainly does not convey the whole truth of Betty Summers’s harrowing story. Nothing noteworthy to this investigation made it into that final edit of the episode [#3.4: ‘A Disappearance at Bear Lake’], except for the sole mention of Mrs. Summers ‘seeing a strange hunter walking amongst the trees one night’. Despite many. This kept her pussy spread wide, exposed, and in the air. Leaning off the bed again, he picked through the discarded cop uniform on the floor until he found what he was looking for, the standard-issue nightstick baton. He placed the black instrument against the length of her slit, stroking it between her swollen lips until the shaft was glistening with her juices. While he stroked it over her, she hissed tried to grind on it lifting her hips to meet the tormenting truncheon. Moving it away from.
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