He then pulled out and said “damn…I’m drained.” And then Jack stepped in and grabbed my face an spit on my again. “Fucking bitch, you got u... all worked up with that fuck body of yours, I hope you got what you wanted” and I said “almost, baby almost.” He seemed to get angry at my defiance and began slapping my boobs. “Big fucking funbags. I’m tired of my wife’s B cups. High school girls got bigger tits than she does.” He then moved close to me and slipped his cock in my pussy and began. "You certainly do, you foolish little cunt." said Dorothy, almost home. "You owe me your husband." She thought with perverse amusement how Gregg would now have to invent excuses and cover-stories for Jen if he and Dorothy were going to rendezvous. She wondered how good at that he actually was. The first thing Gregg would try to get from Jen was a full body, frontal nude pic of her, standing. Dorothy had demanded it of him and it was destined for her bedroom wall, as a trophy. Every time. Marie soon realized that the pain was swiftly turning into pleasure, and stopped screaming, changing to a quick grunt, after every stroke of Buddy's cock. Marie started to feel something bigger coming in and out of her pussy. Not knowing a dogs anatomy very well, Marie did not know that the dogs knot was growing. Marie felt what seemed like a ping pong ball sliding in and out of her pussy. Buddy's not grew more and more, and each thrust was more difficult and tense. Suddenly, Buddy thrust. A hot teenage boy hole. Shoving my tongue up there, biting, trying to fucking climb up into his shit-hole – sucking loads of cum from his hot boy-hole, letting it coat my tongue and lips. I was swooning with anticipation. “Stop it! You don’t know what you will do till you get there!”Men, there is something else about my last role-play, something intriguing, that you might find it interesting to understand. To that hot, teenage, slim. dark-haired boy that was me and who was thinking all that.