Fuck! this hurt's.....i don't like this.This carry's on for another 5 minutes with me biting my lip and my face all screwed up.......He then stop's an... tell's me to hold them both inside me while he takes some more photo's.Then he tell's me to take them out and lick and suck them clean,there's blood on the one that was in my pussy......i carry on till there both spotless.headmaster: "get into the toilet!"me: "ok....sir"headmaster: "kneel down....and bend your head over the bowl!"me: "ok. One day, she was just signing on and reading her Email when she heard a pleasant little briiiiiing. Not sure what it meant, Abby just kept on reading the note from her mom, imagining the antics of her two-year old niece. Then again, briiiiiing! And again. She closed the Email and saw a small white box in the corner of her screen. ‘Nice profile!’, she read. It was from someone called BookLover. She stared at the line, wondering what it meant, when the next line appeared, preceded by the. But I was spending most of my time simply fucking humans and goddesses, even at one time accepting being routinely fucked in the anus by mentally challenged men as well. I sincerely hoped I wasn’t going to lose my mind. I needed a teacher, a mentor, and I needed it badly because fear was still looming around every corner. And Siza told me I wouldn’t have fear as a god.[U-huh, maybe a great human yet to be met but she seemed nice; I just don’t recall if she wanted to fuck me but I was always. Velta was definitely turned on. Ron's mouth began to water as his head approached her hungry pussy. The heat, the smell was intoxicating and when he got his first taste of her, he moaned.The nectar danced across his palate and he couldn't get enough. Velta's eyes rolled back in her head as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Her inner thighs quivered as his tongue stroked her clit. More and more nectar flowed to meet his greedy tongue.Her moans of pleasure were delightful to his ears. Pure instinct.