Becky whispers quietly to me, "Her cunt is soaking wet Master." Well, it seems my little whore is enjoying having her ass fucked while her pussy gets ...layed with. Are you enjoying this slut?" I ask, pulling her head back by her hair.No answer from Lisa. By now she is starting to push her ass back to meet my thrusts.Giving her several sharp, hard thrusts, combined with a hard slap across the top of her right ass cheek, I demand, "Answer me slut when I ask you a question. Are you enjoying. The person had four legs and two arms terminating in hands with four fingers and an opposable thumb. It was about 1 m long and stood around 40 cm high. He came in and made himself comfortable on a pad near the center of the room. He pointed to a larger pad and asked Jacob to make himself comfortable. Of course, Jacob had brought a translator with him, so there was no problem with conversation.The beetle opened the conversation with, "Good day. My name is Arlof Springer. Please call me Arlof. I. And, as always, it failed miserably. The word failure as a though passed through his, or rather, her mind in a number of guises. But none of them symbolized the absolute reality more than the drip, drip, drip of his pre-cum dribbling out and onto the floor. —Face it, sissy. You’re mine, bitch, mind, body and soul. Remember when you came to me, on the eve of your seventeenth birthday?The sissy said nothing. His master took a step toward him and put a hand over his own leather-clad crotch, where. I was now facing Patrick. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he buried his cock back in my pussy and kissed him hungrily. He walked over to the bed and fell back on it, taking me with him. I was straddling him now and he gripped my waist and was fucking up into me. I was lost in a world of lust and bliss and then I felt Peters hands on my ass. I realized they were going to fuck me in both my holes and froze. Patrick looked in my eyes and I could see the question. I leaned forward and licked.