” I started to slowly work that monster in and out. I loved it, it was so nasty smelling her asshole just inches away from my face, and watching her...asshole stretch tightly around that dildo. She was in her own little world of ecstasy with her asshole stuffed to the hilt! I watched her asshole slide over the ripples and each ripple changed the expressions on her face. She was enjoying herself so much and I was enjoying doing it to her. I began to quickened the strokes. Each time it would go in,. He never even gaggedfor a moment. His tongue worked my shaft like crazy, and he just looked in my eyes, with a lustful, cock filled grin. I held onto his head with both hands, gently pushing my cock, in time with his head bobbing, feeling his soft, warm mouth work my cock like I've never known. I've never had a mouth feel so good, he knew just what I craved... I could feel myself reaching climax and Louis showed no intention of stopping. I told him to stop, that I wanted his cock in my. We were fed a delicious dessert of chocolate pudding. At the bottom of the pudding bowls were small chunks of something that looked suspiciously like Ex-Lax. (It wasn’t; we found out later it was Hershey’s chocolate!) We were sent off for another round of house cleaning. This round lasted until after midnight, at which point we reassembled, got yelled at some more, did some pushups, and received our assignments for the week. First, though, we were handed back our toothbrushes, which had all. I can’t say I regret it, in fact am glad I was able to intervene and disrupt what was happening under my very roof, I just wish it could have taken a different path.There was nothing particularly unusual, as far as I knew with Aisha’s social media—Instagram and Facebook full of the usual teen pics of friends and travels and school nonsense. Then I searched her photos, from all media ... Ok, a few revealing pics of her and her friends, which I must confess I did take note of, particularly.