However, when sheinstructed him to get on the changing table, he regained his composure. "No...no fuck you," he said quickly, backing up until he bump...d into thehumiliating diaper station. "I'm a man, and this is crazy! I'm gettingout of here, you can do whatever you want!" he shouted, hoping to escapethis humiliating prison.Erin watched him in amusement, trying hard not to simply start laughinguncontrollably. He was clutching a diaper that proclaimed its wearer tobe a Diaper Princess, and. I pulled back, letting her lick more of the blood up, before thrusting back in, repeating this process a few times before really beginning to fuck my new toy hard.I banged up against the tight opening to her womb countless times, her screaming only quieting, never stopping. She still tried desperately to pull the tentacle off from around Daddy’s penis, the rhythmic pounding thwarting her many times but only causing her to try that much harder next time. She’d begun licking off as much slime as. Biff’s glossy cock wagged obscenely in my face and almost instinctively I cupped my mouth over it. It felt heavenly as it’s length slithered back and forth with Biff’s humping action.His snout gnawed into my cunt, his teeth nipping my clit, his tongue slurping my juice. I was soon on the the point of climax! Then as his cock expanded and spewed, I screeched – a teeth grinding tsunami of ecstasy.The sexual intensity had been greater than anything I’d experienced as a married woman; which only. Frankly, the child was a touch plain with a narrow sharp face and a slim almost boyish body. At 25, she was still painfully shy sometimes and Helen tried at every occasion the get Sage to break out of her shell. Still, oh the joy of youth — her small breasts were firm and pert and her stomach was flat. The black dress Sage had worn to the office holiday party got more than a few looks and she was even coaxed into dancing once or twice."What's a slut?"Helen blinked for a minute. "A what?" Sage.