Bobby said "now my Bambi is a sexpretzel! I'd eat yous out but yous know I don't eat my own cum." I likewhined "awwwwww." And Bobby said "it's alright... it's alright, daddy isgonna make you feel even better!" He dragged me to the edge of the bedwhere he was standing and like my cunt was at the perfect level with hiscock. He slowly entered me this time and slowly pulled out but then hesaid "ehh who the hell am I kidding, I only like to fuck one way..." And Iquickly inter...ummm like spoke and. My back arched from the bed, and I thrusted like an animal. She reached beneath me, drove her middle finger up my ass, and pressed the digit against my convulsing organ. I bellowed in abject euphoria, losing control of myself, but she didn’t mind. She let me drive into her, brutally smacking my pelvis into her muzzle, pulling her cheeks gaunt with each forceful exit and bulging down her neck with each untamed drive. Her black hair flailed, her golden eyes rolled back, but she never once seemed. It was a little strange to be sitting there, going through her papers. They had always been strictly private. Her mother had kept the key to her desk in her purse, which felt like a clear sign of utter distrust to her. She might just be a little too cynical, but she didn’t think so. The top half contained letters, all of them obviously boring and unimportant, Florence dropped every single one of them into the wastepaper basket after having read the first few lines. Fortunately there weren’t too. I placed them in my mouth, one by one, and just sucked and licked her foot. This was amazing. I never knew of this foot fetish, I just thought it was legs. As I continued to suck her toes and kiss and lick her feet, I knew this was my night. Caroline was pretty out of it, but I could tell she was enjoying it as well. She was slowly moaning and wiggling about.The trip to the liqour store was only about 5 minutes or so along, but I knew I didn't have all night long, so I had to get going. With.