Coiled like a waiting serpent her fingers trembled as she picked up the length of rope. letting its coarseness run between her fingers. She chewed on ...er bottom lip, she was nervous, incredibly so, yet His anger she feared more.Before she re-entered her house she looked to the stars of the southern skies, knowing that right now in His world the sun would be peeking over the buildings spreading warmth across His life. Whispering softly of her love and devotion to Him, she made her way to her. I'm sure she's interested. I can do this. I know I can. I just need more time." Your time is running out, Carly. If I don't get my pictures of you and your mother sucking each other's cunts, you're going to pay and pay dearly. As long as I have those doggie shots, you'll take whatever I dish out, and you know I can dish it out. I think your father might like a sample of your portfolio to keep him warm on those cold Turkish nights." Grandpa, you wouldn't! You couldn't. I'll kill myself if you do. His grunt of satisfaction was met with her gasp of relief. Finally, Britney was being entered. Jeff withdrew an inch or two, then hammered back into her. Over and over he thrust his erect penis into Britney Spears’ wet vagina. Nothing had ever felt so good. Over and over her muffled squeals of pleasure could be heardThe diva could feel her orgasm building with every deep penetration. Her gasps increased in speed, matching Jeff’s faster pumping. Her tits were bouncing wildly as he continued to. He slipped his finger into his mouth. "And tasty, too," he said, looking at me craftily. "Tastes like a... hmmmm... like a Samuelson to me!" he said gleefully.Just the thought of this mope touching Melissa was enough to set me off. In a rage, I grabbed the back of his collar as he was standing there and pulled him back and down onto the restroom floor. He was taken by surprise, before he was done urinating. His flabby prick was still sticking out of his pants, and he was peeing on himself. I.