Then I duct taped his mouth shut. ‘mis mif mucking ot,’ he murmured. ‘This is a safety precaution. You tell anyone about this, and I will gut ...ou like a pig.’ I had a good role model in the art of empty death threats. My mother once threatened Mary Alice Jenning after she came to the church bake off with the exact same great-grandma hand-me-down flourless chocolate cake. I heard through the cane walkers Mary Alice tripped over the bingo card table. She also dropped out because the seniors. ." I tried to speak but she cut me off. "I have also spoken to a few of the mums that you've fucked too - yes I know you've done both mother and daughter on a number of occasions".I looked down at the floor - busted big time. I normally get to fuck the daughter before nailing the mum if she's pretty. I thought I may have struck out here. I was still looking down at the floor when I noticed her robe fall to her feet. I lokked up and Debra was standing naked in front of me."Well ... do I look. His heavy breathing gave me the scent of his warm breath, which was strikingly similar to his natural body scent.I could feel his penis deep up inside me, as Brent continued to flex his young cock, milking the remaining warm nectar from his ejaculatory duct and depositing it up inside my rectum.Brent let out a long heavy sigh. Still breathing heavily, Brent said, “Oh fuck man. Ehh, Yeahhh. You got impaled on my junk.”Brent’s heavy and labored breathing continued and I was intoxicated from. Ik zag dat mijnheer Vermeulen op stond en juffrouw Zwartjes op de vergader tafel legde en haar BH uit deed waardoor haar zware borsten aam beiden zijde van haar bovenlijf vielen en daarna langzaam haar slip uittrok en nu kon de behaarde kut van juffrouw Zwartjes zien vanuit de bosjes. Mijnheer Vermeulen begon haar te likken en ik zag juffrouw Zwartjes genieten met haar benen wijd uit elkaar, vanwege de afstand hoorde ik door de ruit van de lerarenkamer gesmoorde hijg en kreun geluiden. Opeens.