That didn't make sense to me. That's when she showed meher pots and pans ? Yuch! They were awful. No wonder her dishes didn'tturn out right. I pul...ed out the morning paper and showed Vicki that herown department store had a sale on a very nice set of cookware that wassimilar to what I used. Vicki acknowledged that she had gotten somemoney for Christmas and with her employee discount she could certainlyafford to upgrade her pots and pans.And so that day we solved one little problem. I. In his frenzied state, Barkley pulled back too hard. Pressured by the overload of cum in the girl’s straining mouth, the spongy head of the creature’s cock pressed hard against the captive barrier of her teeth. Then the crown of his cock reluctantly folded forward, allowing it to squeeze from Stacy’s widely stretched oral cavity. As I filmed, I expected her to gratefully make her escape. Instead she frantically grasped at the still spewing cock with both hands, toppling forward as she was. I pressed the balls of my feet to the floor, pushing up my hips and parting my knees to channel the immense pleasure building in my groin as I yelped, cumming as a little fluid ran down my thighs, mixing with the beads of sweat. “CONTINUE” read the screen. I stood abruptly, pleading for him to let me stop as I fingered myself, the sensitivity causing it to become quite painful. “Ah! AH!” I cried as it stung me but I was forced to go on.(Kayleigh)“Holy shit…” I muttered, my eyes never leaving. "What happened? Your underwear?" I questioned, the words sticking in my throat."Mike wanted a souvenir, Gary. Was that OK? I gave him my panties and my bra. He stuffed them in his pocket. Said he would fondle them on the way home thinking about me." She spoke in a slightly dazed manner."OK, it's OK, baby. You wanted him to have them? To have your panties, darling. You wanted him to sleep with the scent of you against his nose tonight?" YESS! Yes, I did. That's exactly what I wanted. Do you.