MONCHY SIR, 7, GIVE ME YOUR HANDS SWEETIE, but Munchy plays harder with my slut hole which makes me let go of Honey’s hands, 8, JUMP AND GRAB MY HAN...S SWEETIE, 9, Honeybee yells, OOH FUCK, OOH FUCK, OOH FUCK, and falls hard slamming on Monchy’s big fat cock again and as he slides back down, he feels Monchy’s cock going in and out, Honey moans some more, OOH YES, OOH YES, OOH MR. MONCHY SIR, AHÍ, AHÍ, AHÍ, AHÍ, YOU FEEL SO GOOD IN ME, WOW, WOW, WOW, AHÍ, AHÍ, AHÍ, so he just stays there taking. They had to be over the age of consent (of course, why would they be anything else?!), they had to be off-spring of a mother who had enjoyed the King's favour in the past (which meant most of the women in the tribe) and they had to be prepared to do whatever they were ordered to do over the next 12 months if they should become the 'chosen one'. The conditions were quite simple and had never been questioned for such was the honour of being selected that the girls would have gone to any length to. "send me you number and delete this text" So me being turned on by him i did and i said "God damn you are turning me on so much she cant find out about us talking" his reply was a picture of his cute smooth little bum in the mirror as he was bent over and he said "This virgin boy hole is yours when ever you want it ;)" I did not reply but that was all i could think about for the next hour as me and my girlfriend cuddled on the couch. After a hour she went to the bathroom and a few seconds after. Trisha was sitting in her car at the entrance to one of the city's many parks. She had already gone for a walk to relieve some of the stress before calling John. She was relieved when he was willing to let her start early. He made it sound like she was doing him a favor when she knew it really was the other way around. She felt lost and alone and she hated feeling that way. She knew she had friends she could call, but they were all working right now and she really didn't want to disturb them at.