“Are you going to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to dump it on my face?”“Your face,” groaned Daddy. “I want to cover my good girls with my ...um.”“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom hissed, not hearing the plural on girls. “Do it. Cover your slave with your cum. Reward your good girl.”“Yes,” Daddy growled.He ripped my mouth off his cock by my braid. The pain flared. I loved it. Sun pressed her cheek next to mine as we jerked his cock. We aimed it right at our faces. Daddy's face contorted. He growled into the. "I walked to Ron's office and waited while he yelled at one of our suppliers. Evidently, this guy had delivered some substandard steaks that our chef refused to serve. He promised to give us credit and deliver a new shipment immediately. I wished all such calls ended that well."Hey boss! How's it going?" Ron, it's good to be back. What were the numbers for last week?" They were good. The Bistro is up 5% over the same week last year; the Place is up nearly 9% and the Rudder is up 3%. We launched. I saw one with 12 !!!!!!!!!!!!!. and even a Captain with more then 35 leashed and rounded up for his sexual pleasures in the winter. The life of these Armenian captives will become a nightmare.They will all be confined in cave-like places deep in the mountains and subjected to mass sexual slavery for years to come before been sold to serve as a prostitute in some Turkish whore house." I came upon such a horrible, beastly scene .Four Turkish officers, the dregs of humanity, who had acquired the. "You're going watch meride you own son's cock like the whore that I am!" Stacysaid half-groaning as she impaled herself onto her brother's stiff cock; lovingevery inch as it slid completely within her desperately clutching cunt! Stacylowered herself onto her elbows onto the carpeting covering the floor; lovingthe look on her mother's face as she watched her son's cock plunge into herdaughter's dripping snatch; completely coating the undead flesh with her juices.Working her hips, both mother.