So why do you need them? They're in the way when you jog or play tennis or do anything healthy, bouncing and jouncing. When you're my captive maiden i... my dungeon, they ruin the view. And anyone can put you into agony by punching them."She swung her fist in a short uppercut from between my legs, and I flinched before she arrested her swing and held her hand up, palm out. "See?" she said. "Never touched them, and look at you. Big strong mans."She meditated. "I don't have any and I get on just. ." My dad suddenly hissed. Beefy remained tied to my asshole, ass to ass with me. His cum sloshed around in my belly, his prick still in my bowels. I quieted after hearing my dad's threat, sobbing silently. Dad came up and started smacking my asscheeks while the dog was still in me. I cried some more; this experience couldn't have been worse... or so I thought.A few minutes later, Beefy tried pulling himself out again and finally succeeded. He ran off to a corner of the yard to rest. I. .I hate jab pyar ke waqt disturb karta hai to…Khair ab kya karte….Friday night ko Tay hue plan pe main use centre one mall pe Mila usne ek sleeveless t-shirt and short jeans pahini thi jis main uski khubsurat thighs Kamal ki lag rahi thi and chudai ke baad wo kafi khil gayi thi Uske boobs ka size bhi bada SA lag raha tha. Humne hug kiya aur fir dinner ko baith Gaye kuch Der baad dinner karke hum parking pahoche jaha car main baith they hi humne smooch karne lage Maine Uske boobs ko dabane laga. He had his face buried into her twat, feasting on her. She had a grip on his sandy-blond hair. She shuddered, his hands stroking her, one reaching up to grab her breast. His large hand squeezed around the small, ripe tit.“Devouring her again?” I asked as I grabbed the main salad bowl and the bottle of my homemade vinaigrette dressing. “You’re going to spoil her.”“He has to devour me, Mom,” my daughter said, giving me a smoky smile.I frowned.“You were a naughty mommy, weren’t you?” my daughter.