But her ‘I love Jesus soooo much’ routine was tiresome and off-putting to him. Kayla? Such an amazing body, but again, no. She was very full of he...self, and no amount of sexy curves could overcome that faux hipster ‘I’m so cool’ act. Amy? Amy was gorgeous. Long, slim legs and a tan that always made him wonder just where the tan stopped, and what those areas looked like, but she was what Ted used to call an ‘airhead’ in his youth. What about Sierra? ‘Hmm, maybe,’ Maybe, but only because she was. I wanted to gag. He growled, hands so tight in my black hair.“Just a fucking whore!” he said as he rammed his dick down my throat.I sucked in breaths through my nose. I felt like such an object now. My throat burned around his cock. It hurt, and that just made my pussy hotter. Because I could see the pleasure in his eyes, twisting his face. He loved being in my esophagus. I’d heard of this from other girls.Deep-throating.Something a whore like Clint’s cousin Lee would do. That girl would do. The size itself delighted me. I held it and guided its huge head into my tunnel. And I slid down on it to fill up my cunt to its very depth. I gave my boobs in his hands and shoved my cunt on his cock. And I moved my buttocks up and down. His hardness, stretching through my tunnel, and its broad head hitting against my womb gate, triggered my cunt to surge in bliss.My son, pressing and squeezing at my breasts, fucked back at my cunt from below. As my cunt seeped in its secretions his cock swam. I could hardly have made a sound if I had wanted to. After he had tightened the strap around my head Master immediately returned to his position behind me. This time he began to work two fingers into my now sopping wet hole. With his fingers thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his thumb to roughly rub my throbbing clit. I was writhing around, unable to contain the excitement and pleasure that was building inside me. Dont you dare cum until I give you permission Master.