"Mmm," Sandra vibrated around my cock. I glanced back and saw Kenneth sucking at her snatch as he kept one hand rubbing his cock and the other sent fi...gers into her fundament. He must have enjoyed her intoxicating scent as much as me, because his cock rose quickly to full engorgement.Taking her hair in my hands, I pushed deeper into her mouth wanting to find out her gag reflexes. When I struck the back of her throat I felt her swallow, but I saw a determined face and felt hands on my butt and. ?Well??‘Well’ what? I don’t even know what that thing is.?Chelsea, you said you had to urinate, right? You have to spread your legs pretty wide or else you are going to make a big mess, but you just push those plastic jelly lips tightly against that slut pussy for me. I want you to spread that pussy out prettily so I can watch you piss out all that urine into the pitcher.?Chelsea’s mind was reeling. She expects me to piss on camera? And in such an abnormal way? She regarded the woman on the. ‘How lovely. Yes, I’ll meet you there – that same bar on the waterfront?’ ‘Yes. It would appear to be a business drink to anyone who recognizes either of us.’ Brent contained himself and every Friday after work for five weeks they met just for a drink, not even a knee touch or a foot rub. They were now talking intimately and on that fifth Friday Brent sensed Tracy was bursting to be consumed by an affair. But he remained steadfast, sticking to his strategic plan: she must suggest a meeting. And as was the rule, they also didn’t wear any panties or bras.“Daddy, Daddy, oh thank you so much, Daddy!” Abby exclaimed, practically knocking Scott off his feet with the force of her hug. She buried her head into the hollow of his right shoulder on the verge of tears.“What is it, honey?” He asked concerned for his only daughter. “Are you okay?”“I’ve never felt better in my life! Brad asked me to marry him and I said yes! Mom and Dad, I’m getting married!” She cried out. Abby brought up her.