That was clear in the last photo where I was dressed as a Warlock and Hermione his naughty female witch for Halloween over his lap. Hermione’s billo...y black dress slacks at half mast along with her caramel candy corn’s striped panties which had fluttered down to her ankles. The wood-backed hairbrush had been used vigorously on the bare round mounds and the result of Hermione being spanked was a crimson red shade.A Sunny Halloween! I reached down into the toe of the Halloween print stocking and. ” Samuel seemed to have forgotten how to use his mouth momentarily because he tried to speak and nothing would come out. He simply shrugged instead. Susan grinned at him and squeezed her inner muscles around him again causing him to groan in pleasure. “There’s not a set time. Just whenever I get there.” He said finally. Susan grinned again. “Good I think we can go one more round before she starts getting impatient then. I’m going to have to keep you around if this is what happens when you. Help us!” Lucie told Zimmel a little exasperated that the man was still sitting there.“Look, the only thing I can think to do is haul all of you back to where the fleet is. Then all three of the ships can re-gen.” Zimmel suggested.“NO!” Lucie almost shouted. “I can barely hear her. We have to find her now, before she is too weak to hear.”Zimmel was about to respond when the image of Derrick appeared before him. “I suggest that you transfer her over to Ace and get a move on. All three of the. Peaches felt her own excitement build as the Prince roughly fucked her mouth for a couple of strokes and then came, his sour, salty semen filling her mouth. Peaches screamed her own orgasm around her user's cock, gagging on his cum and choking, drooling onto the surface of her cage-seat. The Prince smeared the excess semen off his cock onto her face and then stepped out of the chair, unconcernedly buttoning his flies in front of the whole room. Peaches, gasping from her orgasm, the royal.