"Is your slut any good?" he asked, taking a moment to flick his finger against the cage surrounding my cock, causing me to flinch. "Very cute, by the...way," he laughed. "I think the look suits her." Except for my head, I was completely, permanently hairless. She said it would make the tattoos she had planned easier; so far, there was just one - the word "sissy whore" in lower case letters on my left ass cheek. Heavy mascara and bright red lipstick only made me look more hideous, I felt, but. This time my cock seemed to move more easily and soon, for the first time in my life, I discovered the sensation of being deep throated. The tightness of the grip around my cock and the feel of Heather’s tongue as I withdrew between each gentle thrust was truly out of this world and in only a few thrusts I could feel my balls tighten and the urge to explode was upon me.I told Heather that I was about to cum, but she took no heed. As she felt me tense, she impaled herself onto my member, letting. When they reached the door, the woman standing there said, "Follow me, please."Sofia couldn't place it, but she thought that the attitude towards her had changed. It was just the way how they talked to her and how they looked at her. She didn't feel threatened by it anymore.Sofia followed the woman and the two guards were walking behind her. It didn't take long or Sofia understood where they were taking her to. Sofia felt a chill going through her body, because she was again afraid that her. I think this was the first time I’d made love before, and this was incredible. We are both staring at each other deeply, with this deep connection. I start kissing her ears and move on to her neck. This seems to really turn her on because she is squeezing me tighter and repeating, “yes Bill….yes-s-ss...”Brianna’s encouragement pushes me to go faster, and faster. I’m not yet at full speed, but I’m still thrusting with quite a bit of speed and strength. She keeps moaning and asking for more. I.