Your boys aren't going to score on this run, Tony. Get that jaw relaxed." He ran his hands over Tony's body as they watched.Not five minutes later, Je...hro threw his head back and laughed. "Interception, boy. You're going to get a workout when my boys rout yours."Tony growled, a pout appearing on his face."We never said the bet included interceptions, Jethro. Just points scored, and don't be calling them your boys. You're from a couple hours away from Philly. The Giants are almost as much your. Cindy gazed steadilyinto my eyes and slowly engulfed my tgirlhood. I watched as itdisappeared inch by inch into her O-shaped mouth. I don't know if mostwomen know how much this simple, straightforward act means. To beaccepted so intimately and completely satisfies the soul as much as itexcites the body.I think Cindy was very good at sensing how close to orgasm I was. Shewould take me to the brink and stop. After a sufficient pause, shewould lick my girly dick as if it were a popsicle. I was. I’m gonna breed your pretty girly ass good, pussy.” Perhaps it was the d**gs, the alcohol or the fearful excitement of laying on the edge of a balcony of a high-rise building, Kyana’s adrenaline was energized as the steel hard flesh drill harder until it pierced her inner ring. She squealed loudly as her clitty fired rapid, streaks of her love nectar which splattered on her new daddy’s chest and chin. The sight shot a wave of hot sexual lust through the African Cockslinger as his cock twitched. She had rolled out of the bed when Phil got in the other side. She had what she came for, Maggie had told her what she wanted in her half sleep. But she had sensed she could get more. Now she had it all. No wonder Phil knew his way around a woman. The mother, the aunt, and that slut Linda. Well, well. She rose from the chair, and joined the two on the bed. She took Phil’s cock in her hand, then, sucked its bulbous head. She had tasted Maggie cunt, form her fingers the night before, as she had.