He just explodes into her throat, filling her mouth with hot cum.. she gurgles and chokes and then he yanks her hair back again as he with draws.... h...r head is jerked back to the sky as he forces her to swallow it all.Finally he throws her down and laughs, spitting on her as he walks away.She's a little heap of cum and blood and tears and pain. She can't quite pick herself up but sags instead against the fence.. wanting nothing more then to curl up into herself- but she can't... everything. I rested for a while by munching on Ambat's pussy lips and clit until she was exhausted from coming. This left me with three to satisfy. I knew Fretail would want my last shot tonight, so I had Bertet lay down and I first ate her to get her ready, which she already was, but I helped push her along. I then ate Barbara as I slowly made love to my Bertet. Fretail was trying to suck all my sperm from Pauloa's pussy as Pauloa played with Fretail's juicy cunt.When Bertet finally drifted off, I had. He even popped a couple of Viag to make sure he’d last the full four hours. When he knocked on the door, he was already hard as a rock. It was so hard, he literally could have knocked on wood. He heard the sounds of high heels hitting the floor until Antonella opened the door slightly ajar, just like she always does. Once she recognized him, she opened the door all the way and greeted him with a wide smile. She was wearing his favorite outfit: A sexy little pink negligee, with white thigh. Okay, maybe seven.“Hello,” I said, smiling.“‘Lo,” she replied after a moment’s hesitation and with a very serious expression.“My name’s Roger,” I went on, “what’s your name?”“Elle,” she smiled shyly.“Hello Elle.”There was a pause.“Chu doin’?”“Painting.”She digested this.“Chu makin’?”“It’s a Shepherd’s hut.”She looked at it.“‘Sgot wheels.”“Yes, they always have wheels.”She was silent for a moment, and then we heard a voice calling ‘Elle’, and a moment later something much more to my taste.