The shirt was not buttoned so the cleavage was open. the shorts were too tight to buttoned and too small that half of the ass was out. He kept spankin... my ass when I was cooking. As soon as I finished it he pushed my head to his crotch.I came on my knees and took this thick one in. He was standing near our family photo of me my son and daughter. My son was dressed normally my daughter was wearing one piece red gown. I was in a white sari with a sleeveless red blouse. He said two down and one to. 'I wish she would use her time better!' Eric noticed that the mail had arrived, containing a simple unmarked package. When he opened it a smile came to his lips, an amulet! As he put it on he thought, 'Oh this is just too funny! I wish I knew who sent this!' Stunned beyond all belief, Eric sat down putting his head in his hands. He just realized that he was a fictional character in one of Anne-Mal's stories. Even worse than that vile and disgusting fate was the fact that he knew she never. The longest phallus i have ever seen with an intimidating head, it sent a shiver through my body in anticipation. With lube still glistening all around my rear end , Mistress pressed the helmet hard against my ring, and my now trained pussy had no choice but accept its huge length. As Mistress fucked me with it i could feel the enormous head inside me and the deeper it went , the more my ass cheeks were prised apart. Mistress pumped the cock in and out of me , occasionally withdrawing. The other girl, the thinner one, is maybe in a backyard. Tan line shows how her bikini fits. Wet hair across her collarbone. Tits are smaller than the other’s, more pronounced. Rectangle of hair. Maybe she’s latina, like me. Sorta’ looks like me, anyway, her face. Maybe she took the hose out of the water barrel; you just see the side of it. This picture looks more like a scan of a print.The first nude’s boob looks soft; the second one’s, not. The second nude has the darker nipples, more out.I.