Iris licked the soft pink flesh to prepare her, then slid in two fingers, curled them up.“Oh!” Chrisanne propped herself up on her elbow, staring ...t Iris. “More,” she begged, her eyes heavy-lidded, her mouth swollen. “Give me more.” Iris gave her another finger, stroking deep in her hot pussy, the slick sound of the fuck washing over her ears, grinding her hips into the sheets.“Yes…” Chrisanne moaned and dropped back into the blankets. “You’re so fucking perfect.” She gasped again. “So. He was panting hard with his tongue hanging out and drool dripping on my tits as he started arching his back and humping his hips. He’d gotten so excited eating me out he now wanted to fuck me!I looked down and saw his big red cock was all the way out of its sheath, waving around between his legs as he tried to get into a position where he could stuff it in my tiny hole. I was a little scared because I’d never been fucked before and his cock looked HUGE to me. I just wasn’t ready to let him go. A smile.I knee him in the balls instead and bat him away.?One of us has gotta serve the bastard,? I say, walking toward the hotel room door, lighting another cigarette. ?Ain’t gonna be you.? His cries of pain still echo down the corridor even after I reach the elevator.?Miss Jackman, what a surprise,? Okita beams, as he trots down a grand staircase of white marble. ?You’re a bit early. The general is still having dinner.? He reaches me and tries to take my hand, to kiss it, or some such crap.. They were sitting on the floor, and he was helping her go through magazines in search of coupons. Again she was in shorts, a pair of white ones, with high-cut legs, the waist low on her hips. She was wearing a T-shirt now, and her tits were molded against the thin garment, her nipples protruding. Mike, as usual, was in faded cut-offs.She was clipping coupons from a magazine when she noticed her son was staring at a picture for a long time. Glancing at it, she saw it was a model in a very brief.
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