Her follicles became a conduit for a debilitating pleasure to run all through her mind. She felt so helpless as he spun her round like a toy and pushe... her up onto the desk. Urgently now he pulled up her skirt and tore down her panties. She was fully aware of being violated on her very own desk yet felt completely helpless to do anything about it. In fact, she found her behind wiggling helplessly, submissively, begging to be entered. Excitement gave him strength and she found her whole upper. He spit on my ass again and kept working his fingers in my ass. I was moaning with pleasure and then the cock in my mouth erupted. He pulled me tight against him with his cock buried in my throat and my nose pushed against his pubes. I felt his cock swell and erupt shot after shot of cum straight into my stomach. Once he was empty, he pushed me away, not even giving me a chance to lick him clean. I probably would have fallen over if I did not have these other hands holding me.With my mouth. I met her in Las Vegas and this photo was taken on my last night there. A weekend trip turned into a week long stay, all because of the girl you see her. Her name was Jasmine, and before you say it, I know it probably wasn’t her real name. Also, before you say it, I know I probably wasn’t the only guy she has spent a week with, but it doesn’t matter to me. I met Jasmine in Casino, and right from the start, I knew she was special and I knew I felt drawn to her. She had an air about her, a sultry. I could smell her spicy musk. I grabbed the pink butt plug next and sucked on the rubbery end, soaking it in my saliva as I stared at her rump.I could feel the audience watching with breathless awe. It was so quiet save for Sabrina's whimpers and the rattle of her handcuff chains. I shivered, feeling the expectant lust. I popped the butt plug out of my mouth and brought it to her asshole.“Mistress Becky!” she whimpered as I worked it against her sphincter. I remembered fucking that hole before.