Like heroin in her veins, the intense pulsing pounds in her cunt, pumping wave after wave of bliss through her body. Ashley knows she will not be able...to hold off an orgasm for very long. Not with the slave's wet tongue sliding deeply into her cunt. Miss Rose grabs the back of Ashley's head, thrusting her face harder into her dripping sex. Ashley slurps a mouthful of Miss Rose's nectar and swallows it. This causes the pussy to grip Ashley's tongue tightly and Miss Rose whines with pleasure.. My balls wasdrained, too, and they sorta climbed up inside me. All sorts of thingswas going on down there, but none of 'em had anything t'do with the prickthat I knew in my heart weren't there no more.I was a gal.And something was sucking on my earlobe, tickling me. And - oh, Lord - itfelt good. Something else was kissing its way down my throat. My bodystarted t'feel warm and tingly - good tingly - all over. I couldn't seeit, but something was rubbing my new tits, now, playing with my. Buck strokes himself while holding my head in place. Just when I feel like he’ll break my finger off, he points his cock at my face and blasts cum onto me. Grunting loudly he pumps six rounds of ejaculate onto my face, neck and chest. Panting heavily, he holds his cock head against my cheek and rubs it around in a circle. I open my mouth and take the head in. It’s still full but very sensitive. Buck doesn’t say a word but continues to pant with his eyes closed. Slowly I dislodge my. Pinkman?" He's nineteen," Edgar said."Let him answer the question. How old are you Mr. Pinkman?"Pinky looked at the floor and shuffled his feet like he was trying to remember his age. "Nineteen," he said, confirming what we already knew."This question is for Mr. Pinkman. Do you know how old this young man is?" Mr. Oldham asked, sounding impatient.Pinky looked up, a blank stare in his eyes, gazed at me for a second and shook his head, no. I remembered that Ellen had told him that I was young,.