Blew, don’t get up when you feel the cold liquid. Hold it in until I suck it out.” Stella tipped the baster into the gaping pussy, as she had done...with so many others, and squirted an ounce of liquor deep inside. I had to hold Blew’s legs up when she felt the cold so she didn’t spray the liquor on me and the desk. “It should be warming already. Now I can float the PITT out as a pit.”Holding the warm, sexy thighs on my shoulders let me watch her pussy recover and open again for me. As Stella. I texted himback saying if he scored a hat trick, I'd give him a nice long blowjob. I put my phone back and continued walking to the entrance. I amalways very mindful of walking in such high heels, I love the clickingshould they make on the ground, but they are quite challenging to walkin, and nothing will give a sissy away more than stomping around inhigh heels. I was pretty good at it though, although I have not had alifetime to practice like some women, I did practice quite a bit athome. . "Good god!" Nick moaned. "I can't fucking believe she's actually doing this!" he stated."I can't fucking believe that we are either!" his wife reminded him.Nick tossed the binoculars he'd been looking through onto the bed. Picking his wife up, still impaled on his hard erect cock, he walked them over towards the bed, placing her down on it, still deeply inside. "Well believe this," he told her. "Because I'm about to fuck you silly!"They'd had plans to get together the next day for a barbeque. .possibly. He was a big burly man of over six feet, weighing more than 300pounds. His continence was forbidding and grim. He was never,,Ever wrong. His interrogations were notorious for their cruelty andsadism. Elisabeth of Landsborg, hands shackled in front of her, was led into thechamber. She was a strikingly beautiful young woman of 19 years..Of average height she was wonderfully endowed with abeautiful body of statuesque proportions. She had typically Teutonic longblonde hair, her breasts.