So it was time to ask my parents if I could have a sleepover again . Again I had to beg and beg till they said yes. But this time it was just Eddie an... me .So we had a date set for the sleepover. When that day came the weather was bad , it was raining. So i asked if we could be in my room. I set out a sleeping bag on the floor for eddie , i was going to sleep in my bed. So my mom saw that my room was set up right.When it was time to go to bed , mom checked on us , we were in our Pj's ready for. At least I hoped not, since I knew that it would be hard for John to stay hidden if he saw Clark fucking my mouth.As luck would have it, it was almost noon on the dot when Clark and Mitchell came walking up behind me. Clark said, “The club is busy today, Hannah, and we’re going to have to make this quick. Get that top off so I can feel your nice tits and get off quicker.”John was staying hidden as Clark pissed and then pushed his wet, dripping cock in my mouth, as he reached down to fondle my. This is young Master “Blake Mason”, the son of, Master Carl Mayer, master.His first wife divorced him, took her kids then got remarried. But the Son came back home after college that his father paid for to follow in his father’s footsteps.All of his Degrees are Bought and Paid for by Master Carl Mayer as well!And when did this video take Place, love?Last summer Master.The wife was supposed to be on a European holiday with her Daughter Shelly Marks.Milly, the secretary, was on a “Virgin Island”. Then she changed her ways. Instead of five-star hotels, she chartered a yacht. It was 48 feet long, a center cockpit motor-sailer that could easily sleep eight guests, so it was roomy for the three of them. Captain Buchstopple and his wife, the first mate and cook, took them to remote islands, usually anchoring for the night. The food was good and the whiskey plentiful. Nora was bored.They anchored in a secluded cove. The captain warned them: ?They call this place Shark Bay, so don't go.