If things didn't go well he would pay for the miscalculations just as Sylvia was suffering for her miscalculation of not leveling with him about layin... around town while he was behind bars. Still, though, his decision to toss her to that little bastard Vito had been made in a moment of anger. He wished he hadn't done it, but there was nothing he could do about it now, and it seemed to fit in with this new incomprehensible system of justice.The only thing left for him to do was to enjoy himself,. " Ah..." she smiled. "So I'm to make sure the glans penis of this rather large gentleman – " she nodded to the sore native. "- is fully engulfed in my esophagus when his orgasm occurs, and ensure that the ejaculate is drained fully into my tummy? Is that what you're asking me?" she grinned with a twinkling eye. Her nipples had become engorged and swollen, not unlike what they might have done had she herself been stung by the serpent in question. It was a sure sign that she found the prospect. It happened at a wet T-shirt contest that was put on for charity by the rivals' respective sororities, one Andie attended after hearing both women would be competing tonight. She arrived late, without making a grand entrance, so as not to call any attention to herself. It was important for her experiment that it was proposed and carried out in secrecy. When she arrived the contest was already underway, and all eyes were on the women on the stage in bikini bottoms of different colors and a. Stretch my tight fucking asshole." Brittany moaned out. "Fuck, it's yours now, boss. I'm your your personal fuck toy." She moaned again.Her back arched as he pulled out and shoved it in deeper, ass-fucking her harder now, in rhythm. Brittany was bent over his desk like a good office whore. She felt his thick spunk sliding down her face and neck and he ass-fucked her harder. Her big, perky melons slapped together in rhythm. "Fuck yeah, I love a big cock up my ass." She moaned out.Mr Jones fucked.