. Your ... your seed ... Fill me.”“You can do better,” Clint growled and slammed into her. He stopped fucking her and instead stayed buried in h...r orgasming cunt. “Make me believe your whore-cunt wants to be filled with my seed.”Her face contorted. “P-please, Clint-sama. Fill my pussy with ... with your cum! Fill my ... my whore-cunt with every drop of your spunk! I need it! I’m your slut! Just spurt in me.”“Okaasan...” I whimpered, smiling at the rapture crossing her face.Clint drew back his. " Her voice was soft and husky. "Oooohhhh, Jeff. Keep going!"This had to be a dream. I figured I'd wake up any time now, especially as moved my hands down past her shoulders and settled on her back. My heart was beating so fast. But my usual nervousness was gone as I rubbed her back. Danielle moaned as I made my way down her back."Is that okay? I'm not rubbing too hard?" No. Don't stop..."I chuckled as I finally started to massage her ass. I had never really appreciated how beautiful a black. It was a picture of the children and a picture of one of the sister's or cousin's husband. To good old grandpa I gave a picture of himself with all seven of his daughters on the same page. There was also an envelope but I told them not to open that yet. To enforce that prohibition I told them if they opened it before I said they could, they would not get any money.As the game started there were waiters milling around and serving but everyone knew that there was going to be a lot of money paid. There was a bright light in the kitchen which allowed Doug to see between her legs all the way up to her crotch. He couldn’t resist and went to join her standing in the kitchen. He walked up beside her to put his arm around her waist. He said, “Joan, I don’t know if you know it, but you are driving me crazy wearing that nighty. It makes me want to feel between your legs.” He squeezed his arm around her waist a little tighter. There, he had said it. Would she slap him? Would this break up their.