She swirled it around in my butthole. She stimulated me while my cum erupted. My jizz splattered across Ivana’s face. She thrust out her tongue to c...llect my seed as it rained down on her features. My pussy convulsed, sending waves of delight rushing through me, mixing with the rapture that fired from my shaft.“Ms. Riter!” the dominatrix moaned in abject submission. “Your cum! Yes, yes! Bathe me! I’m your slut! Your whore!”“That’s right!” I moaned, my body bucking as the wild pleasure surged. ’ They stripped off their wet weather gear in the tiled foyer and as Jennifer pulled off her inner waterproof golf jerkin Chester murmured, ‘Your tits have become larger.’ ‘Let’s do this first,’ she said, eyeing Chester. ‘You set up the cameras and I’ll fetch coffee. I brought chicken sandwiches I made last night.’ They drank and ate, watching the screen in delight. ‘What do you think?’ he asked. ‘Absolute proof of your theory that was rejected by the insurance company. They must pay out now. As he arrived on the doorstep and about to ring the bell, the door flew open and there was goddess, dressed in apron over black ski pants and pullover and hair tied back off her face. She held a towel which she was using to dry her hands. That suggested to her Master she was working in the kitchen. She gave him a big beaming smile and ushered him in, welcoming him with a huge long kiss on the lips with lots of tongues before he could utter a word. “We have a weekend guest,” she said in a hushed. ' he thought ' ... I have good ID.' He did ... and it even gave him a background in the military. 'I can use that.'Bill had finally slipped over to the dark side.What Bill didn't know was the so carefully explained mental map of the Big Thicket area where Jake was supposed to be ... didn't exist. There is no Twin Bluffs Lake on the Neches River. Farm to Market 1740 is on the other side of the state.Bill didn't know. But...Bill wasn't stupid. So...Bill had a better idea.He had already spent a.