Such an affront to the male psyche, such effort for him to spit the words out, but also such a true example of his devotion to serving her. That tingl... between her legs was starting again, and was becoming hard to ignore.She took the few steps over to her dressing table.“I see, well let’s just deal with that right now. Shall we?” Pulling out the dressing table stool slightly she sat herself down and patted her lap with the brush. “Over!” He sprang from kneeling before her to laying across her. Being very gently I would stroke her inside walls and then back to her magic button all awhile she is doing her best to repay my efforts. Minutes later she sat up and whispered into my ear saying that in order to not make a mess if I were to ejaculate she’d take it all in her mouth and digest it so that I didn’t have to worry. This statement was all that was needed to bring my energy to the next phase and while she was doing her pelvic movement with my finger in position, she had my penis. Not wanting to let myself chicken out, I quickly spread her legs and forced the tip of my cock up to her pussy lips. Then with a violent surge I thrust myself into her. God, she felt nice! It had been years since I had had such young pussy, and I had forgotten how good it was. But honestly, even at my peak it had never been this wonderful. Knowing what was in store for her increased my excitement tremendously. Jean returned to find me in up to my balls. She had brought a. She was on her knees in front of me, blowing one fat bastard while getting fucked by another and stroking one off with her hand until they finished and switched positions. They passed her around like a toy, cumming on her face to a point where her eyes were sealed shut, only being forced open by the next in line wanting her to look up at them as they face fucked her. Her hair was matted, dark and hard. I could smell the vial mix of juices from where I was tied. Her skin was shimmering from.