I ran my fingers through your hair and gently moved your head forward. Your mouth opened and you took the fat, swollen head in just a bit, swirling yo...r tongue around the tip, licking the glistening precum up as you did. You moaned almost imperceptibly, and I could feel the vibrations on my sensitive cock. With your right hand firmly around the base of my shaft, I started to rock my hips back and forth as you took me deeper and deeper. Your left hand massaged my balls. I could barely hold back,. Zetsa lifted her up. On her face was a smile but beneath it was a shadow of an aching heart.“Big sis, mom prepared a bag for me, so can I come with you to Shulip and everyone?”“Let me speak with mom, sweetie”. Zetsa put her down, rubbing her head. “Go see grandpa and grandma; they need help moving the food to the yard”.“Okay, there is something very good I want to tell everyone!” She giggled and ran into the house.“Hey, dad”. Zetsa maintained her smiled as Marco followed Liz in.She had no. They called me a slut, saying fuck this dick you slut. You nasty whore. I felt such shame at the time. But I didn't care. Feeling shame is part of the trip. Shame is a very intense emotion that I rather enjoy. especially when there's a dick fucking my cunt. I told the men that they could take turns fucking my pussy as long as they liked. But not to come for a while. I told them that legs in the air was one of my favorite positions, and I would cum a bunch for them. They could feel my vagina. "Elle s'en alla participer avec ce couple, pour nous s'était la première fois, elle s'agenouilla devant le flanc de l'athlète, puis elle se mis à caresser sa verge, tandis la femme de l’athlète la caressait sur tous son corps.Puis elle le mis en bouche, elle en avait toujours rêvé, et bientôt je me dis qu' elle devait l'enfiler ........ces 2 femmes roulait un patin à son pénis , j'aurai aimé que ce soit moi , l'extase, ma femme le sussait le gland et toutes deux faisait des aller retour sur son.