There she was framed on screen, in all her naked wickedness from the previous night. She was perched on the arm of a leather chair, close to the roari...g fire. Her gorgeously long legs were spread wide, and the black rubber cock was buried deep in the wet folds of her cunt. She held the vibrator firmly in place with her fingertips which shone with her own juice. Her expression told the whole story. Her eyelashes fluttered and her mouth was wide open as she sighed. Her pink lips were drawn into. Daniel was now pulling half his twelve inch cock out and pushing it back into my anus. I knew Daniel started to increase the pace of his fucking, slowly working his cock faster and faster in and out of my butt. I gripped the other side of the desk and held on for dear life. Bruce move in front of my face and pushed his now rigid penis into my face and said 'suck bitch'. Daniel was now breathing so hard that his body quake with each breath. Bruce had his cock in my mouth and I was being. "Stacy." So?" You really are a very naughty man, you know that?" She giggled once again settling herself down over my prick as we heard the footfalls coming down the stairs. Max was still slowly fucking me as Stacy eased into the kitchen, somewhat surprised at finding us this way, though she quickly recovered."Good morning," she said as though what we were doing was the most normal natural thing in the world to be sitting there doing as she walked over towards the kitchen counter. Pouring. > Read this in some femdom place in Second Life ages ago and thought I should share
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