You groan loudly in appreciation and place your hands on the back of my head, guiding my mouth and your cock deeper still. I moan and vibrate on your ...ock as I can taste your building excitement. “Have you missed your Master, slave?” you question. I moan even more in response, feeling my pussy drip and now run down my legs. “Show me how much you’ve missed me slave,” you instruct. I needed no further order and quickened my pace on your cock and allowed my hands to roam freely, caressing your. She didn't know why but he had insisted she wear those in addition to the handcuffs when he found out she had them, it seemed odd as the handcuffs, once closed, were indeed quite effective but as instructed she closed the left binding down around her left thumb, like the handcuff leaving the other side unfilled.She could feel the heat and wetness between her legs, building, growing and she had little doubt that without the tape in place she'd be dripping down her thigh at that exact moment.A. Stacy had prodded, pinched and rubbed every centimeter of Betty's inner passage. The big slut's juices had made a big fat puddle on the carpet and she was squeezing and sucking and biting her own tits.Stacy began truly fucking the older woman. With her hand balled in a fist, she pulled it free of the meaty, dipping orifice and then jabbed forward again, sinking her hand, wrist and several inches of forearm into the other woman's body. She was basically punching Betty's pussy and it was quickly. Alaric nodded meekly and held his mouth open wide to show them their combined essences before gulping it down in one thick swallow. The reaction inside of him caused the ball in his abdomen to snap and he soon found his lower belly covered his own seed. He collapsed, a mess upon the floor. He breathed heavily as he looked up at the men who were now getting dressed, talking amongst themselves and laughing though he didnt have the mind comprehend what they were saying. His mind was too busy doing.
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