She grabs her dick with both hands, feeling the veins and the sheer weight of her member. Rubbing it back and forth slowly, then brings it up to her m...uth. She scoots back a little so she could get to the head of the penis. Takes the head in her mouth and starts sucking. Kate wasn’t joking, this monster was barely manageable, getting the head in her mouth felt like eating a whole cheeseburger at once. Amber didn’t know how she was getting it down her throat, but she knew she would try. Kate: Oh. I held the base high enough to give him a view of the dildo’s tip spreading my labia apart and pressing slowly inside me. I moaned, in part because it felt good and in part to tease my husband, as it filled me. I’ll say that it’s nothing like having a real eight-inch cock, but it did feel really good.I moaned and added, “You feel so good inside me. I need your cock. I need your big cock inside me. Fuck me. Fuck me!”Ethan’s face was flushed and I could see the telltale arm movements of. As I stood you there I removed your coat so you only had your boots on and then went in to my bag and produced several pairs of leather cuffs for ankles and wrists. You looked at me with lust in your eyes as I fitted them to you and then I grabbed a long piece of rope. I tied the rope to the four corners of the table and then with you positioned face first across the table I tied you down to it arms stretched hard so your tits were pressed into the table and then I went to your legs and pulled. Incredibly nervous. Why would a detective want to talk to him, even a private-dick, about his little girl? Could it have something to do with what he'd done to her? Was he busted?He'd said his name was English. Richard English, a licensed private investigator from New York."What the fuck are you talking about?" George finally simmered.The two were sitting in a booth at a diner not far from where George was currently working demolition. The stranger had a briefcase at his side and was presently.