Ummmmmm, this is so fucking hot. I want you to listen to me as I play with myself. Tell me what you are doing.”“I have my cock in my right hand an... am slowly stroking it. Long slow strokes from top to bottom. I am imagining you laying in front of me and I am watching you play with your vibrator.”“I have it completely inside me now. It is thicker than you, but not as long. I am pulling it out and letting it touch my clit. Oh My God, the sensations. Oh, fuck me, harder and deeper. I’m. The nail stopped only long enough to release my bra before Ifelt its smooth polish covered edge circle around my very tender nipples.With agonizing slowness she flicked tips bring my blood to a boil andreleasing a gasp from my lips. I could feel each heartbeat pulse underher attention as I tried to raise my body to meet her fingers."Oh no my little pet, this is my game. No rushing" she whispered beforepinching my enflamed nipple and causing me to gasp in the sudden lightpain. Before I could. This won’t take long in your tight arse, then you can go back to fucking my daughter’s pussy.” John was right, in minutes I felt the cock buried in me pulsing and hot sperm filling my rectum. I held two fingers flat against my sphincter stemming the flow until the muscle contracted sealing in Angela's father's cum. John looked at the stiff cock sticking out from my crutch, he rolled the foreskin back; a sticky secretion had collected at the base of my helmet. John’s finger tip collected it and. Modeling Kristen might be a lucrative idea.Kristen had her hands underneath her two breasts, cupping them but keeping her breasts exposed. Wendy snapped her fourth picture. I felt that this particular picture would be mine."You can stop posing," I told Kristen and turned to the girls. "Who's next?"Patty said, "Let Camille have a turn."Camille asked me, "I can make her do anything. Like, have her fuck you?"Kristen's face went pale.I shook my head. "What if I don't want to fuck a piece of trash.