This is Mommy’s special recipe. I wrote it while you were showing me around your rectum with the speculum last week.”“Please don’t cook me Mom...y” I say with some trembling in my voice. “I’ll be a good piggy and keep all of that horsey cum nice and safe in my bottom” “Goooooood BOY. Yes you will. And then you will let mommy spank your jiggly butt with my steel paddle until you’re nice and tender”“yes Mommy I will, please don’t--”“and then you will lie down all snug and bruised in my lovely warm,. After a few sips, she spread her legs and ordered: "Spoil me with your slave mouth." Still a little exhausted, the sex-dude squatted on all fours and licked her pussy lips. He really enjoyed it, because the cunt was already wet. Eager after every drop of the juice, he carefully pressed his tongue into her and did his best to make her happy with a tongue fuck. To her moaning, he had done well. As the cunt creamed more and more, Liz pulled his head with both hands and pressed her cunt as tightly. Prem was lost in the magic of her boobs hanging over his face… He even kissed them without her noticing it, in her dilemma..“Prem! This is not good! We need to find a way to compress your bite area! Are you listening???”“What? Huh? “He said, pulling himself away from her boobs.“I said, we need to find a way to compress your penis! Else you might die! The cloth is not working “she panicked.Prem thought for a while and said “I have a way, but it’s controversial. The only idea I have”“What is it?. He was wiped out, but still had the strength to get to his feet, collect his clothes, and dress. Karra was sprawled out on the gym mat, her hair a tangled mess, her eyes half-closed, her nipples dark red spikes jutting into the air, and cum leaking out of her pussy.He left the door unlocked, an open invitation to anyone who wanted more of her. He started to get dressed, but stopped. He didn't have to, did he? He'd find out.The next few hours were a blur. He ate at a diner, and the waitress gave.