" Tears of humiliation pouring down his face,"Dance faster!" Wendy ordered. "Go on faster you wanker!"He danced around the room, his erect prick oozin... pre-cum. Wendy and her daughters crying with laughter at the pathetic sight he presented."Stop." ordered Wendy, almost unable to speak with laughter.Putting her hand into her handbag she took out a full-length pink nylon petticoat and pink panties."Put these pretty pink panties and petticoat on sissy."He looked in horror at the pink nylon. My cum pumped into Emilee’s fertile depths. The Black bridesmaid’s cunt milked my dick, hungry for every drop. She gasped out her pleasure as she trembled beneath me. My pleasure plateaued as I fired my last spurt of cum into her.“Oh, damn, that was good,” I groaned.“It’s my turn!” Danika said, sliding down the pillows she leaned against until she was lying on her back, legs spread, her breasts forming two lush mounds. “Please, Becky, breed me like you bred my mother. I want my first time to be. ’ With him cradling me, I tugged on his shirt collar. ‘Undress for me,’ I smiled. He stood up and undressed. I watched him. I had never seen him even half-naked, even on the hottest summer days. He exposed his chest. It was so broad, strong, hairy. He dropped his pants and shorts and he had the most magnificent cock. It was completely hard and it was all mine. It looked like it almost hurting, the way it was so purple and blue like a bruise. I took his shoulders and pulled him into bed with me.. Carson turned around. “I’m ready,” he said, setting the bottle down on the floor. “Give it to me.” Mr. Armisen cocked an eyebrow. “I mean, please.” Armisen smiled. He lathered his hands in oil and started to massage the small of Carson’s back--his nice strong hands callused and muscled. Carson’s body softened against the wood of the table. Even out here in the middle of the living room in a strange city with a stranger’s hands on his ass, there was nowhere he felt safer. He closed his eyes as.