..i even thought of pinching myself to wake myself up..This couldn't be true..No,i must have been dreaming...!!But it was real; as he filled my mouth ...ith his warm boy juice with each thrust..of his orgasm..God,it was the first time a penis was ejaculating in my mouth and didn't know what to do with it..But i knew i wasn't going to spit his seeds...his baby batter...when i had the chance of taking his DNA inside me to unite...No, i shouldn't waste this holy water coming from the spring of. My juices were leaking pretty good by the time he finished. Pain and pleasure still did not equate in my mind, but not so to my tortured body. Once he was done wrapping he proceeded to take a series of digital pictures from every angle possible. This was the first time I was aware of being photographed. I turned my head to keep him from capturing my soul in those pictures or so I thought. ‘Why so shy now, pet?’ I vacantly gazed at him as his words slowly seeped into my brain. He nodded. I shook. No sign of removing his thick, straining member from her drooling mouth. Her saliva leaked down its length on the underside and began to drip from his balls. His hands gripped the sides of her head tightly, she felt his tool deep in her mouth, touching the back as it slid in as far as she could allow it. “Slut, you’re going to taste my cum very soon,” he said with a breathy composure. Velvet felt her body tense in anticipation. She wanted to see this through, to please him completely, yet. After the ceremony, Mark introduced him to the girl and her grandmother, who was her guardian, and then invited the young girl, her grandmother and Paul to join him for dinner at a super secret supper club owned by the remnants of a hundred year old Confederate Army group. To Paul's way of thinking, Mark could have prepared him a bit more for meeting these people. He had given no hint about her, about her astonishing beauty, about her maturity, her intelligence, or anything. Mark had only said.