"He waved it off. "Not after that performance. Pleasure was thirty-three percent mine. See you in the morning," he leaned in close enough so she could...smell his musky aftershave and feel the tickle in her ear as he whispered, "you little science slut."Anton turned, calling out, "Night, Brett. Don't keep QwertyFace up too long. She needs to catch up on her beauty sleep."On his way past the coat stand, he replaced the hanger and pushed through the double doors, leaving Karen alone clutching the. From a plastic cup Lucy?s fingers ignore a plastic hairbrush and opt instead for a finely-toothed steel comb because Lucy knows she deserves to hurt. Each rough pull of the metal sends little jolts of pain to punish her tender scalp, eliciting more pretty teardrops to escape heartbreakingly beautiful eyes and splash her silly thighs. But Lucy finds no girlish act of penitence is going to ease the guilt that fills her soul. What value is silky hair on a girl who is just Mommy?s ?mistake??Lucy. I watched spellbound as Becky continued to pat Randy’s head. There was no doubt she wanted a long session with his tongue. He was getting more excited, obviously the scent of her pussy was getting stronger and she climaxed with a loud squeal. Quickly she turned and dropped to her knees. “Come you boy” she wailed “come and fuck your bitch”. Randy only needed the sight of a woman on her knees to signal what he was trained to do. He immediately mounted her, found his target and began to pound her. Stevie looked at me lustfully and asked almost in shock Youre going to sleep like that? Youre right. I think this might be too much. I need to get more comfortable. I joked as I slid my bottom off, exposing my round, toned ass and trimmed, red-haired pussy as I tossed my bikini bottom on top of my shirt and shorts. Stevies eyes filled with lust as I turned to her and slowly untied the strap of my bikini top and slowly pulled it away from my body, exposing my c-cup breasts. I crawled under the.