. “I'm not Princess Mitsuko,” Yoshiko gasped even as her legs pulled the ghost closer, the cock stretching her hymen. Pain flared, but Yoshiko wan...ed that cock in her, lost to the possessive lust. “But...but... Take me!”“Ōjo-sama,” breathed the ghost as she thrust.Yoshiko's hymen stretched and tore. She groaned as her cherry popped. The futa-ghost's dick slid into Yoshiko's untouched depths. Hot friction raced through her body as her juices lubed the way for the thick shaft. The ghost let out. I said to her that we would be getting a router as well so we could use both the laptop and the PC online at the same time and she confirmed that he was setting it up now.I returned home that evening and found my wife in our bedroom on her laptop, setting up emails and sending them to all of her friends. She was engrossed in what she was doing which I didn’t mind as I was very keen to get on the PC and start my search for men that liked special girls like me. I used the internet at work and. He was aware from seeing the earlier performance in the pavilion that he would be expected to eat the black man's cum from his wife's dripping pussy after she had been subjected to the fucking of her life. Chelsea and Kyle were making sounds as they attacked each other's bodies."I know the cuckold gets first dibs, but would it be okay if I tasted that pussy after you clean her up?" asked Chelsea. "Matter of fact, I would like to lick it before he cums in her. I think I could get him to lay back. Show me how you can play with your pussy. Masturbate for me." Bill began to slow his thrusts in her mouth, his cock feeling like he would cum soon. He wanted to wait as long as possible; he wanted to get her aroused so she would cum when he did. "All the way down, kick the comforter off of you. Then spread those lovely legs for me. Show me that sweet pussy."She sucked hard on the cock in her mouth, dragging it deep into the hot confines, her tongue running back and forth over the shaft, feeling.