Anya groaned as he pulled out all the way, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. Then, to her crushing disappointment, he stilled."What do y...u say, bitch? Will you beg for it?" Please put it back inside me, Master. Please," she whimpered. Now he toyed with her, sliding the head of his prick along her ass crack as his fingers plied her clit. How could he be so evil? She thrust her bottom toward him with a desperate moan. He slapped her right ass cheek hard and told her to be still. The. And status isn’t determined by looks or money. You rise, or fall, by your intelligence.Biff was the smartest person I have ever known. We chatted for two continuous years. It wasn’t just a few messages. We would go back-and-forth for hours each day. Normal people wouldn’t have as much sustained conversation in a real-world setting, anywhere. But for me, virtual schmoozing with Biff and her incredible mind was my form of reality.Our discussions ranged everywhere. We would go from topics like. I wasn't gagging any more. As she laughed and moaned she told me to take a deep breath. I breathed and she sent her fleshy cock all the way into my throat. My body convulsed in pleasure and she exclaimed, "OH FUCK YES! SUCK MY COCK YOU WHORE!!"She started to throat fuck me and I was in ecstasy. The movement, the feel of her cock sliding in and out of my throat, even the impact of her big soft balls hitting my face turned me on. I wondered to myself what was happening, what had become of. She then began to gather her breast flesh more fully into her lap. What struck Cam is that in order to do this, she had to shift the massive breasts not once, but twice each. They were so immense that she couldn’t seem to move them so easily. Cam guessed that she shifted her breasts like that in order to help her upward momentum, because after she had them bunched in her lap, she sort of dipped forward, and then hauled herself upward into a standing position. When her breasts were perched.