The term bed being used for convenience, as she actually slept on the floor next to his bed.Laundry was the one chore that wasn't too difficult in his...house. He didn't have all that many outfits, and her entire wardrobe had been reduced to one outfit and she was only permitted to wash it once a week. All of his clothes, however, were to be washed, dried, ironed, folded and put away, everyday. Even id he hadn't worn them. This way everything he had, was always available to wear. In the mornings. The emptiness in my pussy and assholes were coated and covered in suraj’s semen and I could feel the tiny sperms racing inside my vagina competing against each other, trying to penetrate my egg and make me pregnant. That was an amazing feeling.After he was done, he took his limp penis out.I was disappointed to see that it wasn’t erect anymore. I was still not fully satisfied and I asked him if he could make another batch of his white, sticky cum for my face. He said that it would take a long. Her pussy is red from pounding Jon and it glistens from saliva and semen. Her stockings show runs and snags from their tangled embrace. Jon rises, slowly puts on his clothes, and without a word to either of us, leaves the room. Chris puts on a bathrobe and enters the bathroom to shower. I pour myself a glass of wine and ponder the future.Aftermath We talked about what had happened over next few weeks. I expressed to her my dread and envy at the thought of what the future might hold. Yet, I. But she was such a naughty girl. Combined with her incredibly hot body — her small but perfectly shaped tits, tight ass, and incredibly long and shapely legs, and she was every guy's wet dream. He loved the way men ogled her whenever they went out. She was so fucking sexy.Despite his orgasm just a few moments ago, Mike felt himself beginning to harden again. Reluctantly he pulled away. "I've got to get going if I'm going to catch my plane."Jen pouted. She was already missing him. "I wish you.