I emptied my load & felt that I’m about to lose the thickness. I again started slowly moving in & out her pussy, kissing over her neck, holding her ...et hair on my left hand. The last-minute music started with different speed & more of bass sounds. As I knew it by memory, I gave her the other earphone too. I put my arms around her again reaching for both of her boobs on the other sides & started pounding her to the music while pinching her boobs. She gave a soft moan directly over my ear. I. I didn’t need to see her face to hear her doing her best to handle the pain.No matter how much it hurts her, she won’t move away until my dick pushes into her and she fucks me until I give her my creamy white goodness.Molly’s drink did taste like fruit punch. It was more like fruit-punch flavored sludge. I thought it would be a regular-sized glass, but oh no. It had to be in a thirty-two-ounce or sixty-four-ounce insulated cup. I was causing it to make empty cup slurping sounds when I felt the. She was tired from the journey, hungry, and wanted some good wine to drink. The sooner she got this over with the better, so she mounted Diana and rode to the Marcellus house.A familiar face answered the door. It was Esther the Jewish slave. She looked much older and more tired than when he left two years ago to join the XVII Legion."Yes?" Esther looked up at the redheaded beauty."I would like to see Senator Marcellus," Penelope announced herself."He's not at home for the moment," Esther. Re had adored it, certainly, but such sexual deviations were alien to his canine nature. It had felt wonderful, but it couldn't really be compared with true sex. A mouth was not a cunt. He hadn't been able to really grind the full length of his fat prick into her head, plunging in balls-deep as he always did when he was putting the prick to a bitch in heat. Thus, the dog had considered the blowjob more as a form of foreplay than a real sexual conclusion... just as when he tongued a bitch's cunt.