He eagerly began lapping and licking at the cream on the girl's young pussy, while his hands cupped her sticky breasts, kneading the mounds like bread...dough. His tongue began plunging into her pussy, scooping the cream with it, tasting the cream and the nectar that had began to drip from her pussy, a most delicious mixture of cum and cream. Christie was excitedly thrusting her hips upward to feel the tongue plunge into her deeper. "Um, Daddy, she really likes what you are doing," Ashley said as. Finally though the green cover I saw several gulls land nearby and peer at the offered bait with cock-headed suspicion. My stomach groaned in emptiness. I concentrated in an effort to remain still.Suddenly with a keening squawk one flapped up and then down to land on me. In the same instant I brought my arms together to clasp the wilding struggling and crying bird. Within moments I had managed to wring it's neck suffering only several beak induced gashes to my arms.In victory I held the bird. "Aah, that feels well tight... even better than a minge," he muttered as it went in another half inch. And again I wasn't sure if he was just acting for the camera or if he meant it.He started fucking me slowly like he probably did with girls, his cock slowly working further into my bumhole every time he bucked his hips towards me."I see what you mean about the smell, Jordan," he said. "It really fucking stinks once you get started."I sniffed the air and could smell it myself: the whiff of my. But I don’t hit on them. I let them hit on me.”“Ah. Do a bunch hit on you.”“I mean I get my fair share.”“Do they be married and shit.”“Yes, sir!”“Wow! Okay. I got a homeboy that mess around.”“Interesting,” Nigel perked up.“Yeah. He ain’t married, but he live with his baby momma,” Damian added.“Oh?”“Yeah. He had asked me one time before I got married if he could bring a chick over.”“So you let him I guess.”“Yeah, she was bad. I ran into her in the bathroom and seen she had a dick.”“Goodness,”.