"If it ain't Daddy and Mommy!" Liz Cushman greeted them, plucking Betsy out of Sophia's arms. "And how's my little namesake?" she gurgled."Hi, Liz," W...rren said. "You remember Jessie, right?" Of course," she grinned. They ended up at a table with Evan, Shawna, and Liz, happily chatting andeating.Afterwards, they invited Liz up to their room, to chat."So, how's Rich?" Warren asked.Liz sighed. "I didn't want to tell you this until I saw you in person, but there is no more Rich." Aw, Liz," Warren. While her body continues to buck from the pounding she’s getting, she opens her mouth dutifully for my cum. And that, of course, pushes me over the edge. When I ejaculate, I split the load between her mouth and the middle of her face. I watch some of it run down her left cheek as she swallows the portion of my seed I gave her. It’s fantastic. She’s wonderful. Not for the first time, I have etiquette questions. Does she want the cum stains to stay unrestrained on her face? That wouldn’t be. He was a big burly man of over six feet, weighing more than 300pounds. His continence was forbidding and grim. He was never,,Ever wrong. His interrogations were notorious for their cruelty andsadism. Elisabeth of Landsborg, hands shackled in front of her, was led into thechamber. She was a strikingly beautiful young woman of 19 years..Of average height she was wonderfully endowed with abeautiful body of statuesque proportions. She had typically Teutonic longblonde hair, her breasts were. The nite started with a call. My pledge mother was on the phone telling me to be at the the house at exactly 8 PM. Come alone. Stand at the front door. Someone will get you. Dont bring anything but your car keys – no purse, no food, NOTHING. At 8:02, the door swung open and one of the sisters yanked me into the house. I saw my roomie sitting on the couch, blindfolded. Another pledge sat on an opposite couch, blindfolded too. A sister stood, looking stern, watching over the us to make sure that.