He just needs to learn how to get started. Well, we can handle that, or, I should say, Bruno can handle that."It was also apparent that Rosco did not ...now how to position his knot for maximum pressure against Betty's G-spot. They might not be able to teach that; Betty may be the one who has to work with the dog on that.Rosco finally had his knot deflate, and he pulled out of Betty's fuck hole. He left the customary large hole behind, and he did know enough to tongue-fuck the hole until it. I went to ask him what was wrong when he spoke. Youre bleeding. I frowned. What? Your leg. Its bleeding. He spoke calmly, and I looked down to see I had cut my shin shaving, and the blood was mingling with the droplets of water. I had a stream of blood creeping towards my foot. I looked back at him, his eyes had widened, but there was still lust behind them. He slid off the bed, and sat back into a kneeling position before me. Whilst never talking his eyes off my leg, he delicately grasped my. "You know what, I liked that. How about we have a fake tattoo put on and you film with it very prominent. If they ever try to use the film against me. I can ask them to show the film, then show my ass with no tattoo," I said."That a hell of an idea. We can disguise the disguise," Phil agreed. "I know just the guy to do it. He is in our graphic art class. He does these amazing paintings." The sun is going down can you get him here tonight?" I asked."He is a nerd. For a chance to draw on a. She stared straight ahead and not even looking at his hard as steel prick extending from his groin. She looked revolted and it only made him want her more, “It makes it so much hotter that you aren’t even into it!” he laughed as his body shook.As she pumped him off, Katie wondered how long it would take. She looked over at the clock that hung on the wall. Back and forth her hand went making his dick hotter with each stroke. She finally glanced over at his prick that was throbbing in her hand..