He had done his sister’s piercings himself. Would I trust him? I stopped and put my arms round his neck and said I would. Then he kissed me again ...nd said that he would pierce me the next afternoon before I was to go home. He asked if I liked to wear dresses. I said yes, especially in summer, but I didn’t have too many of them. He nodded. He said he would love me to wear dresses. Ok? Well, I thought I had brought a dress in my bag. But I had not seen my bag any more since I had arrived. I. I kissed her pussy a bit. Sucked her clit through her panties and then hooked the crotch aside. There it greeted me. Her nicely shaved pussy. Pink and puffy. Wet and slimey. Ready to engage my tongue. I lapped her for some time before I started wiggling off my pants.“Hurry up, brother dear! Put that package of your inside me now.”I flipped her over doggy style and mounted. Little resistance on the push through but slowly envelopped my cock with her velvetty and very tight pussy. I got into a. 

Someone was holding me up now, one enormous muscular arm with tattoos wrapped around his narrow waist, lifting my body clear off the floor, my legs dangling, and I was being told by Kate to look into the camera. I mustn't have obeyed fast enough because I felt a hand in my hair lifting my cum-drenched face towards the black lens which was zeroed right in on my dazed, rapturous expression. The man holding me growled something about me being a dirty little bitch, a cocksucking slut, but they. When her fingers covered with juices she brought them to her mouth and licked them clean. "You taste better than I imagined. And it feels like you turned on a hose inside me. There's so much." She moved her fingers from her pussy lips to her mouth, over and over, squeezing the muscles in her canal until there was none left. "And just who taught you that trick?" I asked. "You're not the first guy I've had in this living room." She started to move and realized I was still buried inside her. "God.