...that is a great breakfast you made, cunt. and that blowjob was very sweet, like usual. Did I ever tell you how lucky you are that i allow such ... pathetic little sissy to wait on me hand and foot? "Yes, My Master;you tell me every day, sir." "well, dont ever forget it, you fucking wimp".....he says, as he throws some table scraps on the floor and summons me to lap them up. This may be my only meal of the day, besides cum, so I lap it up hungrily. As I am on my knees, My. And piss.˝ Then, he flexed and stretched his muscles, getting ready to kill his fan girl off. The thought of the execution method made him hard again.Picking her up by her neck and legs, he first lifted her up and down like weights. When he felt his cock become rock-like again, he said: ˝I'm gonna break your spine now, Lily... I want to cum when you die. Feels so damn good.˝ He placed her already crippled body on his shoulders, bending it slightly around his neck, with her facing forward. A few. . JW was missing.Just then, Krys ... and vegetables and Cora ... heavily laden butcher’s boy in tow ... said, “Where’s Tyke?”And the sea of grandmothers parted like the Red ... and there was Tyke. The sausage grinder was trying to understand her Russian and Tyche was trying to understand his English.“Tyche?” Krys questioned.“Hunter Sausage, please,” said Tyke.“I will translate for you, pay attention,” Krys turned to the grinder, “Охотничья колбаса, пожалуйста.”The grinder looked at Tyche, “Как. "I'm afraid last night was a mistake that cannot be repeated." I made a feeble attempt to return to our pre-fellatio relationship. "Did I do it wrong, daddy? I thought you liked it, and you tasted so good." She patted her flat stomach, her aroused puffy nipples pressed against the cotton of her too tight t-shirt. "I liked it too much, sweetie." "Good, then we can do it again." Her hand went right for my cock. I had never bothered to put anything on and my natural morning erection was.