She almost had a climax thinking she had to tell John ‘everything’ the two men did to her and with her. She knew he was going to get an erection ...or her. Yum, more Cum.John went into the living room and saw Jan’s short shorts and tank top on the floor. Yes, he thought, my plan worked. He knew that she would be upstairs in their bed room. He also knew she would look freshly fucked.He was hopping that they stayed for a long time and that she wasn’t able to clean up to hide the evidence. . . ?" I could feel my confidence starting to slip, just a bit."All I want is a simple 'yes'," Kathryn said. "No debate. No backtalk. No questions. Just 'yes'. Until then, we keep upping the ante. Next demand: every time you smell a piece of clothing, you must say, out-loud, 'I worship this smell.'" I worship this smell," I repeated."That's still not 'yes'," she said. "And for every pair of panties, before you wash them, you must plant a nice, worshipful kiss on the inside crotch, at the point. Sally is panting, desperate to cum. She catches me off guard as she flexes her hips, causing me to slip effortlessly into her pussy. Realising that she is so close I don’t stop her. Holding her hips still I plough her tight pussy; driving as deeply as possible. Only seconds later she trembles and as her legs gives way, she helps drive me even deeper. I seat her on the worktop and fuck her for my pleasure, emptying my ball into her unprotected womb.Breathing heavily I withdraw. She unfolds onto. Over and over I responded as his commands spurred me on, the vibrations burning through my sex until I was desperate to feel no more. “No, Daddy, no more,” I tried to beg in vain.When I thought I could stand it no longer, he forced me to cum again, my mind lost in sensation and words, no longer attached to my body but flying free somewhere. My body was having one hell of a time, but I felt as though my mind and my soul were cumming too. I lost count of these new orgasms. Six? Seven? Ten? I was.
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