We have a new senior instructor and he doesn't have to be here all the time. Because he doesn't have to be here, he gets lazy and I have to kick him i... the ass to get him moving. I wish I could make him be here all the time." So he is your best friend?" I wouldn't say that, but his pink purse makes me laugh." He carries a pink purse." Not really, but I tell everyone he does."He opens the door to the school. She enters and nearly faints. He grabs her before she falls."Lane get over here." The. She felt it even as she gagged. Hair was dangling out of her orifice. She now knew her terrible fate.“Thish can be habbenin ta me!” Jasmine stammered weakly. The slurring of her voice only confirmed it. She had the sound of one with a damaged brain already! It was true! There was a severed Sprite head jammed deep in her honeypot! Somehow she had managed to spit the body out before choking to death on it as she grew smaller with it wedged in her throat.In her duties as a healer, Jasmine had seen. 15 north. He stopped for the night at Six Nations Campground near one of the finger lakes. Again, there were a few other campers, but he was able to get a camp site away from anybody, yet close to one of the campground bathrooms with showers. Only a mile or two away was the small town of Watkins Glen, New York. He decided to head there for dinner and, after a night’s sleep in his tent, breakfast. Dinner was a burger at a bar that overlooked the southern end of Lake Seneca. Breakfast was at a. ..I knelt in front of him and grabbed a handful of cock licking his swollen bellend with my tongue. she spanked me hard and told me to take it all. i gagged as he pushed his cock in. i looked around to see her frigging her clit harder now.Just when i thought i was goiing to choke on his fat cock she said "now put these on and bend over on the bed to receive your punishment". She took some clothes out of her bag and threw them at us. they were stockings and a short pleated skirt each. We.