I was going to get my money’s worth. I wanted to enjoy the pleasure she was giving me.She took my cock out of her mouth and started talking in her s...ft and sexy voice. I wanted to see her fuck herself with her long lollipop. I wanted to taste the sugar from her sweet spot.“Does Mr. Smith want to see a naughty girl fuck her pussy with a lollipop?”“Yes! Show me how you fuck yourself. Make yourself cum on your lollipop.”Mary took her skirt off and showed me her white panties. They were frilly on. Fully naked, Emilia started to walk to walk the bookshelf, "I need something to read," Chris vaguely heard her say. "Hmm where? Top shelf..." She thought out loud. "SHIT" Chris shouted, far too loud. Emilia was heading right for the camera; he could see it had caught her eye. She jumped as she heard him shout, and then realisation washed over her face. Chris panicked, putting his clothes back on quickly. He headed towards the TV to turn it off when he saw a smile spread across Emilia's face.. .Present – Anastasia – At Bob's Country BunkerErast is not doing a very good job telling the story so I help him. Bob begins to laugh, "Damn Eras' you don't need to be shy 'bout what you did 'round here. Sheeit! You two are bonafid' heroes in every damn sense of the word. Hell half the guys in here ain't done shit compared to the two of you. But a storyteller you ain't! So now that I know how you got off the bus, and by the way that was one fine piece of analysis to know that bastard on the bus. She could feel him pummeling her cervix. The pain was so excruciating it was like a fire that started at her cunt and moved in swift waves through her legs and back up to the top of her head. "Please!" she screamed. "You're too big! You're splitting me in half!" His only reply was to pull her hips to meet his thrusting penis to allow him even deeper penetration. She continued to cry as wave after wave of pain pulsed through her pussy. She was haing trouble catching her breath and she could.