I slapped it until it was a darker shade of red and split his cheeks apart until I saw his twitching man pussy. I ran my tongue around it, over it, an... in it, I fingered him until I could fit at least part of my dick in it. He moaned with pleasure, I stood up and shoved my dick up his ass. he screamed in pain. "Fuck yeah," he managed to say through gritted teeth. "You like that, son?" I asked as I fucked him mercilessly. "Yes, daddy. Fuck me harder daddy!!" He yelled. With every thrust, his. Gotta brief you anyways. Sorry about that.”She smiled apologetically, coughed once and completely changed her demeanor.“Alright, listen up Dude! The 129th Rasheul great slave tournament features a grand total of 128 combatants. In seven nail biting and chest pounding fights you will have to hack, slash, bite and blow your way to victory in a no holds barred match. And we are not kidding around here. Weapons are allowed, as well as items, magic and whatever else you can think of. Only. Then she slipped to her knees and her eyes came up to me. Her face traveled over to my pussy and her breath hit it like a ton of bricks. "Keep this secret for me: I love pussy," she told me, just before she stuck her tongue right into my slit. "Oh, fuck me," I moaned, as my hands seized the towel bar. Then her fingers reached up inside my slit and spread out my pussy lips. Her tongue ventured up in there and completely disappeared. It motioned up and down with several short, but pleasurable. She wanted to feel a man's arms around her; she wanted to entwine her legs with a man; she wanted to take him into her and to lose herself in the passion a man gave her. And right now this sounded better than fixing breakfast.The man slipped his arm through hers. "I'll have to introduce you to my wife, rules you know." A lot of couples had private rules governing their swinging. Sometimes they were rules about what you could do, or how you could do it--for example some wives insisted that their.