And now she could feel his massive prick, swelling and throbbing with the rush of cum surging in his balls. The whip beat into her ass. She came; scre...ming, wailing, her cunt sucking and clutching at Dean's cock, as he yelled and lurched up off the bench."Ohhh, fuck, yes!" he roared, his prick pounding up into her soft wet cunt, cum surging out of his balls and up his thick cockshaft. "Yaaahhh!"He gasped, as the first jet of his jizz poured into Gillian's throbbing fuck-hole."Go, baby, go! Come. Motherfucker...who else. When I pray, I don't seek a mental vision, I just know he listens...I ask for what I want, kneeling. Before I finish, I know it's done, and the name of Jesus seals the deal. Don't ask how I know. Hell I don't know shit. I do know that I've done this every time. For a split second I know. I don't wish, don't hope, don't do anything but know. I take no action based on knowing, but I never let my mind take any other question or doubt. Its weird, but that is in essence,. ’ ‘What do you mean, I, well?’ ‘Or are you just after all those fake tittied, make up dripping, whores?’ Judy grabs Brad’s crotch and starts to squeeze. Brad’s mouth opens up wide, as he is about to let out a groan but is stopped by Judy’s tongue slipping in. Her hands release the pressure and instead start to massage his crotch. She soon can feel that he is excited as a bulge starts to come up and lifts his boxers. A happy squeal comes out of Judy’s mouth, ‘this is what I’ve been waiting for.. That was, after all the part of her anatomy with which he was interested. He gingerly picked up a small mass of the shimmery pink stuff that was tossed about her hips, lifting it up, pulling it to her waist. Now, for the first time, he saw what he had otherwise sensed and sought: the pure, clean, smooth pussy of a pure, human girl—hairless. Not-yet-menstrual. Untouched. Immaculate. And—above all—fertile. He crouched there, quiet on his strong hairy ass, looking at the smooth skin of.