I was saying things like don’t cry and all. But she put head her head down and was crying. I said it will be OK. She said it was the same movie they...were watching when her husband collapsed. She shifted on my chest and was crying. I kind of hugged her and told her to stop crying.She was still crying. She then lifted her head and kissed on my cheeks. I was like, OK. She again tried kissing my cheek but this time I was turning my head. The kiss landed on my lips. She still gave me a peck on my. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to engulf the purple helmet.Bud hissed and put a hand on her head. He just managed not to try to squirm away.Her teeth scraped his delicate, velvety flesh but the big knob couldn't get past. She had her mouth open as wide as she could but she wasn't even close to fitting the head into her mouth.She pulled back and pouted. But the lube continued to flow.So she licked him. She licked every centimeter of his fat cock. Many, many centimeters. She. Sitting in the first chair, she declared, "This chair is too hard!" She went over to the second chair, sat down and mumbled, "This chair is too big!" Going over to the third chair, she joyfully shouted, "This chair is just right!" But alas, the chair broke apart and sent her sprawling onto the floor. Sitting there with her legs splayed, anyone looking would have seen her clean shaven pussy.Now Goldilocks felt not only tired, but sore from her fall. Getting up, she went upstairs and entered the. The wolves were snarling and yelping as they emptied their balls. They plunged on, draining their balls to the dregs, pumping their wild loads out in creamy cataracts. They slowed, both spent.They clung to her at both ends, panting, their fierce yellow eyes growing dull now. Katherine continued to squirm and writhe between them for another moment or two, working off the last sweet spasms of her joy and making sure that she had milked out every precious nugget of jism from the beasts. Her pussy.