I smiled and then came up. I sat on his face and his tongue started moving around my wet folds. He knew how to treat a clit and he teased me with the ...ip of his tongue moving around my clit. “Ah stop, stop. I want to cum on your cock first,” I said as he was about to make me cum with his tongue. Eric smiled and I kissed him licking all my pussy juices off his lips and chin. I again went down on his cock, sucked him a little more and then rolled the condom on his cock. I sat on his hard fat cock. She tries to roll away, but this time she can’t because John is on the other side and she has nowhere to hide. My hand slides to her navel, the silver diamond stud that adorns it.?Get you hand off me!? Merida barks. ?I’m telling you for the last time! LET ME GO!??That’s not the idea of amnesty,? John says, his fingers tracing the undersides of Merida’s up-stretched arms. ?Amnesty means honesty.?Merida shivers. ?Please,? she says in a softer tone, trying to take a different tact, a Hail Mary. She had a lovely pet Staffy who was friendly and playful. At night when we were sitting around watching movies, her Staffy (whose name I don’t remember) charged into the room with his red cock fully erect. Being all of us young, we squealed and laughed and said how gross it was, and pushed him away. When everyone was asleep that night, I gave him a hand job.When I was ten or so, two things happened. First of all, my family got another dog: a White Shepherd rescued from an animal shelter. He. " And is my laptop ready to go?" Yes, Master." Stand," he commanded. Chelsea stood as directed. He took her wrists and put them behind her back. "Leave them there," he said. Chelsea clasped her hands together behind her back so she wouldn't move them. He pulled her closer and began unbuttoning her blouse. With each button undone he pulled her blouse open a bit more, kissing the newly exposed flesh."Ohhh, Master," Chelsea cooed softly, as her Master's hot lips seared her chest and worked their.