I shove back into your throat harder, commanding you to roll your tongue around my head as I do so. Your face became a mess, black streaks of mascara ...ixed with tears are rolling down your cheeks, drool is dripping down the sides of your mouth and underneath it. The silence in the room is total except for the sound of you gagging and choking as I abuse your throat. You can't speak, you can't move, I allow you to simply exist and, be my fuck toy. In that moment, you are not a mother, not a woman. She turned to get closer to his cock and Father Mike moved over so Sister Ann could lick and suck his cock, as he was eating her. His tongue flicking her clit, and sucking on her labia.Father Mike was so randy, his mind was wanting to do everything he dreamed of, so he licked her asshole sending shivers through her body, and went back to her pussy, again and again Father Mike would lick her asshole, and each time his tongue would go in a little bit. One time his tongue slid in deep, and without. Let me show you.”She pulls my husband up and unzips his trousers, then pulls them down along with his boxers. She strokes his cock and it quickly grows hard. Victoria looks at me questioningly. I look back down and compare the cocks.“Well?”Suddenly I realise. The cocks are the same. The head, the veins, the length, the thickness. It is a perfect match.“I made a model of his cock as a present for you. So, when – ONLY when - you have pleased me greatly, you can have your husband’s cock inside. "It's like she's fallen under his spell," the cute wife admits as she looks shyly up at me."Does the man have an erection?" Yes he does, and she can't help but notice it ... but it seems almost too big. His pants are tenting out, way out." As Angie talks she's attaching the garter belt around her waist but her eyes have darted across to the bulge that's protruding from my pants."Is it bigger than her husband's?"Quickly Angie pulls the sheer white stockings up her legs and attaches them to the.