Keeping eye contact the whole time. The friction and the heat is intense. I can feel myself on the edge of orgasm and you continue and increase your p...ce, I cum so hard and fast, my pussy clenching round your fingers, my juice dripping down your wrist, I'm panting, my legs are shaking. You lick it off then get on your knees in front of me, you're not finished yet! You put my leg over your shoulder and start to lick my pussy, lapping up my wetness like you're dying of thirst. You love how I. The rest of his cum spewed out of his thick cock in torrents bathing every inch of her wet pussy and inner thighs. I worked his cum into her pussy making sure to spread it all over. When Mario finally was spent she laid back and I could see the cum all over her pussy and even inside between her lips. I was so turned on I felt my cock begin to swell and my balls began to erupt. I climbed on her and slid my cock between her legs Mario grabbed her legs and pulled them apart for me to have full. My little sister agrees with that assessment, and she communicates this agreement by loud groaning while I whip her with the single tail. I pay particular attention to her small tits, but there is no part on the front of her body that does not feel the whip. It takes almost 15 minutes, but in the end she looks like a zebra. Or maybe a tiger. Tigress. Groaning aside, she is almost purring from the pain, trying the get me to hit her between her legs so maybe she can cum.That’s not going to. She was a bitter, sad woman. Molly acted as if it was astorm that just happened, that came and passed. Only I knew the hatredthat was involved in it. People didn't like how I lived my life, theydidn't like that I was a sissy boy, and so they wanted to cause me pain.They could have killed me, or crippled me. Why? Because I wear dresses.Molly was nicer to me, though, less prone to fits of rage. She haddumped Clint - that was inevitable - and as a result, she was kinder tome. We still didn't have.