.the SHOW will go on. I PROMISE.” She declared. Walking away still holding her dress in her hands so I could see all that was underneath! I love wat...hing her movements. All the time! I know her mannerisms and so on. So, as I’m standing there in a cold sweat- so as not to cum too soon: Her round cheeks in those panties, wiggling ass meat inside. Walking as much as we have together and her healthy attention to her own anatomy kept gravity at bay. The load of carefully aged feminine brawn wrapped. They won’t be here at night so nothing to worry about there. The fourth floor isn’t occupied but they have movement and weight sensors in the central hallway which runs the length of the floor, Ret informed her sisters.The problem is we’re out of time. There are thirty-three kids in the basement. They are kept in cages four feet wide, three feet tall, and six feet deep. The kids are all naked. They each get a blanket to sleep on, a bucket for waste and a bucket for water. They’re fed a bowl of. And you will do them willingly!’ With that, he slid my bra straps off my shoulders, the bra falling away, my breasts exposed to the chill in the room, and to his lustful gaze. I raised my hands in motion of modesty, but his hands caught mine, keeping them from covering the taught nipples that stuck out from my chest, inviting him to partake. ’34B’s? They look delicious!’ he said as he lowered his head to my left breast. His soft lips brushed the dark pink nub and again a jolt racked my 36 year. I started to fill her as my impending boiling orgasm over took my body. I expelled jet upon jet of fresh baby batter into the soaked and soiled flower that surrounded my hard cock, and I kept thrusting as not to lose the erection that I had. This felt too good, as she always did, and I had to go another round!The blonde rats nest that was her hair, was sloppy on top of her head, and there was blonde hair everywhere. Beads of sweat were lining her head, and her mascara was a smeared mess on her.