Master4YngCunt: Listen here to me little girl do u know how old I am? I had no clue he was forty-eight. Master4YngCunt: Yes forty-eight as old as your...daddy, maybe even older so u will be a good girl and listen to what I say, and do as you are told.Although I knew that all it takes was to log off, I took him very seriously. For some reason I couldn't even move away from that chat. I felt the need to listen to this older man. He knows a lot of things, I thought, judging from the pictures and I. “I don’t know,” I lied.“You’re such a bad liar,” she accused of me while giggling and slapping my shoulder. I grinned. Gradually, we were becoming more comfortable with the conversation. Also, I noticed the familiar tingling feeling returning to my pussy.Next, Grace graduated the conversation from small talk into a serious matter; she whispered, “I’ll let you touch mine if you let me touch yours.” I didn’t respond immediately, and before I could say ‘yes,’ Grace said, “or maybe not if that’s. Remembering what I had done to her tits, I started kissing her swollen vulval lips lapping up her pre-fuck juices. Soon, my tongue found that little bump of flesh located right at the front of her cunt. I started to stroke it with my tongue. “That, that is it,” she gasped, ” Suck it harder!”, she cried, as she spread her legs wider to let me get a better angle. As I kissed her clit, I could feel that she was wet all over her legs. I stopped briefly to taste this fluid, and thought that it. Miss K just moaned as she felt the officer's lips and tongue slip and slide all over her dick, making it nice and wet. She humped her thick shaft at the woman's lips, desperate to feel more of them on her dick, though she was powerless with her hands cuffed behind her back. She just sat there, twitching against the torture the cop was putting on her cock before a hard suck on her pulsing head got her heart going and her eyes bulging out in surprise."OK, mister, or should I say missy with all.