‘I want you to sit on her face, and cum on it while I finish my cigarette. I want you to squirt, and I want her makeup smeared all over her face.’...The girl smirked at him, holding eye contact as she lifted her leg and drove the heel into the slut’s chest, forcing her back to the floor. She removed the drool ridden gag from the slut’s mouth and tossed it on the floor. The girl stood spread above the slut’s face and lifted her dress slowly, revealing her perfectly shaved, pink pussy. Her Daddy. Monica's mouth fell over her spraying cock as Ann whimpered. Ann heard each gulping swallow as Monica drank her. Ann dribbled to a stop and felt Monica lapping and cleaning her cock. Each swipe of her tongue cooling off her burning cock. Gathering her strength, Ann pulled Monica over her then kissed her. Holding her for minutes, she rolled her over then crawled between her legs. Folding Monica's leg back, she ate her dripping ass, tonguing deep and scr****g her anal walls clean. Several hours. “Stand up Candy. Let him wash your hair,” Cinnamon said with a touch of either irritation or maybe jealousy in her voice.Candy stood up slowly. I squeezed some shampoo into my hand and started from the top massaging her scalp and worked my way down to her shoulders. I spent some time massaging her shoulders. I felt her shoulders and muscles relax. I worked down her back and goosebumps appeared on her arms. Cinnamon was watching closely, so I didn’t caress her butt cheeks. Since Candy’s hair was. I fucked her little pussy with my hand as I continued to lick her and get my fill of her sweet nectar. She fought hard not to cum but it was inevitable. She released hard and squirted pussy juice at me with such force that it splattered against my mouth, I couldn't drink it as fast as it came out."Are you happy now," she yelled, "Let me go and I wont call the cops." Call them I said, I have pictures of you laying on my bed naked and unrestrained, they would never believe you." "In fact, they.