Large strings of spit - and probably some tears - attached from me to the head of the cock as I gasped for breath. Deepthroating was fun, but my ass w...s pulsing and wanted more. I moved the laptop so I could still see the porn and got into a more comfortable missionary position. I pulled out the plug, gently fucking myself a few times with it before removing it completely. I had nowhere to put it, so I kept it in my mouth, tasting myself and moaning as I did. My clit began to ache more as I. Real food! Drake plunged his face into the bowl, excited by that idea. ‘HUAH!!’ Drake lost his breath as Mistress Raell’s boot connected with his side. He choked on the soup, trying to get some air in his lungs. His whole side was burning, and he felt like she’s broken a few of his ribs. ‘Did I give you permission to eat, slave?’ ‘Aheh! Heh! N-heh-o. No. You did not, Mistress.’ Raell kicked the bowl, spilling the soup all over the floor. ‘I’m giving you an hour to get this cleaned up. If it. He was afraid it would distance him from his classmates, something he didn’t want to have happen.Upon entering the building, his medallion dropped to the floor with a dull clang. Oscar froze and stared at it for almost a full minute before bending down to pick it up. It had been a comforting presence and its sudden absence was like a cold shower. In his hand, it felt cold and lifeless. He stared at the medallion.“I was afraid of that,” commented Oliver startling Oscar from his trance. The Grand. Ana then moved over Mike, owner of the huge dick she had enjoyed during last encounter. She stood upright with her arms behind her back and thrusting her tits and belly forward. She nodded down at her dress buttons and ordered Mike to open up.The lucky bastard took his time, slowly opening her dress and exposing more and more underwear until he got to her waist and they all could see the panty girdle tightly holding her in. After her dress was completely open, Ana turned around as Mike lifted.