Make me your woman!" she cried out as I thrust into her burning, hot pussy.I rammed in her like a wild man, I wanted to fuck my beautiful daughter for...so long and now I was making up for lost time. "Baby, you are so fucking hot!" I yelled out I moved in and out of her tiny pussy. "Yes!" I yelled again as the last of my seeds shot in her and I lied across her wonderful breasts."Wow! You sure do know how to please a woman in heat!" she said, caressing my hair. "Suck my nipples, I want to get them. Keep going.” His hands reached down and he pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed me a bit more over the counter. I felt the tip of his cock pressing in to my pussy. It slid in easily. “Stick your finger in my ass.” I heard him licking a finger and soon press and ease it in. This felt so good and is something I cannot get my husband to do enough of. My hand moved between my legs and I slid my finger in my pussy alongside his cock. His thrusts grew wild, hard and fast, pushing. She moved a strand of hair from her face and looked at Tammy. The look was much different, and Tammy knew it, she could see deep lust in her eyes. Karen turned, moving her body towards Tammy and brought her mouth to the blonde’s, capturing her lips with her own. Their tongues were dancing and exploring each other’s mouths again. Tammy couldn’t believe what John was doing, it was him doing this. The poor waitress just said that she wasn’t into woman and now she had initiated this passionate. I just don’t do traffic stops. But killing quickly isn’t fun. I only do it when necessary. I am willing to admit that the cop as well as the cop’s wife and children may disagree with me about what is or is not necessary, but I was the one with the gun.A slow killing is my art form. And like many of the great artists of the past, I am drawn to the female nude. Thanks to a certain little blue pill, I was able to suffocate (with a plastic bag) and revive the young lady on the bed here for over.