A few seconds later, she stopped."Did you get some this morning? I can taste her on your cock."Embarrassed, I replied, "Yes, sorry. Maybe we should co...tinue another time." No! I like the taste. Especially on your cock. Didn't know I like eating pussy, did you?"She continued to suck my cock as she unbuckled my pants and dropped them to my ankles. She fondled my balls with one hand while her other hand slipped underneath her dress. Soon, she was breathing quicker and heavier as she was playing. His hands were still in my shorts and fingering me he gave me that small jar and asked me to drink it. I denied doing so, he got angry and stared pinching my inner walls of my pussy ahhhhhhhh i cried a bit he punched me harder so I did what he said I drank it.“That’s like a good slut” he said. It was very hard to swallow that things it was his cum it was nasty.“How does it taste” he asked with a devilish smile on his face.“Nasty” i said.“Then get ready for more Cumming.” he said.Mom called me. ” She hurried away, bottom wiggling even faster. Such service! It couldn’t be bettered. She was back in less than a couple of minutes. A pair of apple-round breasts danced before my eyes as she set down my order. She was bowing again and about to go when I checked her.“There’s ice in my Tomato Juice,” I said. “I didn’t orderice.” Her mouth twitched.“I beg pardon, Master. I’ll change it at once.”I swivelled my chair around. “First you’ll go over my knees, girl,” I said.Without demur, she put. Her heart pounded and she squinted her eyes shut, willing herself to calm down. Whenever Ava was very nervous or excited, her pussy got wet. And this was no exception. It was like the vines could smell her, and even as she clamped her knees together they couldn’t be deterred. The bigger vines around her legs pulled up toward her chest and allowed her legs to shut, although the position only served to make her more vulnerable. Two tiny vines, the same ones from before she guessed, searched.