See yourself covered in cum. You feel your body too. You know you loved every second of this. Even when I slapped you, even when I tore you, when I...stretched you…” he paused and then urged me closer to the counter. “Look at your face, you have me all over you. You love this. Say it, say, I love this.” Smaller orgasmic pulses, like echoes off cliffs, waved through me. “I love this.” Karl, in a stern voice said, “Say ‘I love the way I look, and I love Uncle’s cum on my face’…look at. ’ Olga was undeterred. ‘It’s only for a few hours, Mrs Stanton.’ ‘Very well, Olga, I shall assist you get him to your room.’ Olga, who’d immigrated to the country three years earlier with her parents, was on a working holiday around the country. Angela had been short of a waitress and when Olga said she’d be prepared to work double shifts but wanted weekends free, Angela took her on, even offering Olga a room in her accommodation behind the restaurant, which was accepted. This decision was to. “We have a minute or two before we need to be in the gym, so let’s hear some of these silly lyrics, Mike ... of the Time Bandettes,” Mrs. B requested.“But that’s not part of the NIS program requirements,” I chuckled as I pulled up my jock-strap and adjusted my semi-erect cock inside it.“You’re right, but I have a few ways I can make your last couple of days in the program a whole lot... less enjoyable... if you don’t sing it for us,” Mrs. Bumstead faux-threatened me, which earned a ton of. Your fingers toy with my hair, you kiss my neck, I feel your hot breath on me. Then you whisper " honey lets get out of here and take a drive in the country" All I can do is nod my head affirmatively and violently. You whisper " meet me in the car babe" again my head nods uncontrollably. There is no way I could ever deny you, I want you so much it HURTS. You go out the door I hear the car start. I slip into the bedroom and remove the pleasure balls, a gush of wetness fills my hot pussy. I grab.