Her great-grandmother died three days after the picture was taken, but Wendy always felt a connection to her, as though they really did know each othe.... Wendy rarely wore the pendant, but for some insane reason had decided to wear it to Atlantic City. Wendy’s family had entrusted her with its most important treasure, only to have her betray that trust. Wendy knew that her pendant, passed down from generation to generation in her family, now had to be protected from its current owner. No one. Her unconsciousness never stopped her from shutting down her juice factory. I lifted it up to smell it and while doing so, slightly rubbed against her imperfectly round, plump, and thick tits. It smelled of heaven and my mouth watered as if asking - begging - to taste that natural juice from her insides. Slowly, looking at the unconscious face, I slid my fingers into my mouth. Her sticky cum with my gooey saliva, one for one. It tastes better than I expected. Now I felt her tits, the. . as I am so tight”. He then reached into the drawer of the night table and took out a tube of lube and began applying the cool grease to Jerome’s cock. He said “You need this or we will be so sore if you fuck me without it”. Moments later he was kneeling on the bed his round ass cheeks in the air as he looked back and said “Come and fuck your first sissy gurl”Jerome was so excited and quickly moved to kneel behind James and pressed his cock against the effeminate older student. “Will it fit?. David and Henry nodded“My place is at her Ladyship’s side,” Bishop Rathbone declared.Paul looked over towards Miriam and said, “We wanted to go south, anyway. Why not earn some money on the way?”“Go on. I know you wish to continue this adventure. I had better come along to keep an eye on you. I can sign on as a cook, I suppose.”They looked over towards Michael and Brianna.“Of course we’re going. I’m still your maid aren’t I?”“Of course you are. You can also help Miriam do the cooking.”“I’m.