There were two men on it in bright orange snow suits with vests identical to the driver's."I believe those are highway personnel," intoned the news an...hor. "No shit, Sherlock," muttered Joan.One of the men took something out of a silver case. It looked somewhat like a radar gun, but had a much larger screen on it. The other man spoke with the driver for several seconds and then both of them got onto the snowmobile and roared out of the picture."I think that is a heat sensor," said Judy. . "Fucking slut needs my black beef in her puss, huh!?!" Yes, Master! Feed me that big rod of pleasure!!!! fill my white womb!!!!!" Denise Milani begged."Das right, bitch! Beg me to ruin yo filthy cunt!!!" He yelled.The black bull towered over her tiny, voluptuous body... but that didn't stop her cunt from sucking his 15 inch cock all the way inside her.Denise Milani moaned in ecstasy as the massive black bull rammed his acrid smelling cock deep into her tight cunt over and over again. Her ass. Mrs. William’s eyes seemed glued to the screen. It was as if she’d frozen, her mouth was slightly open as if she was about to say something. Her eyes looked glazed over and lifeless as she watched the screen never blinking. John grinned and walked over to her class-room door before locking it and turning out the light so people would think she went home early. He returned to the desk and waited as the video played. Words like, platinum blonde, bimbo, fake, surgery, sex, style all flashed. Princess was halfway through a box of tissues before I ventured to pat her pretty head and allow my caressing palms to trace a pattern of venal desire down her naked back all the way to the top of her elastic banded panties. She was starting to calm down now and I could tell from the way that she lifted her hips ever so slightly that she was surrendering to the removal of the scanty undies to allow my greedy hands to prime and pump her more sensitive areas underneath. They came off as if by.