The total is $91.27. I pushed my running shorts down around my thighs and aimed at the toilet. A small tube was produced from her pocket, from which she squirted a glob of lube onto the nozzle. She tried to protest but I slapped each butt cheek and reminded her I was running things. He took the soft nude soft flesh of the faggots tits and began - at first fondling them, but increasing the pressure until the little cunt began squirming and whining. She had her mouthful of the man's rigid cock, spit drooling from both sides of her mouth, as she made noises and writhed around in pain. The more the queer moaned the harder the man pinched down. It hurt so bad that the faggot tried to move the man's hands from her tits, but the man slapped the faggot's hand away and said, "Keep your fuckin' hands away from mine! Does it hurt, bitch?"
Marilyn feels a sudden wave of guilt for the thoughts that follow. “Your sex slave is wicked! He was looking at her pussy now and she rolled and spread her legs wider. I couldn't deny my new sex slaves my jizz. The front of her yukata hung open in a loose way, as was appropriate for the character, exposing the fishnet body stocking she wore beneath. The first time he left the room in those shorts, if Mark saw him, the man would take him. It took me twenty minutes to strip her to nothing then she waited and posed while I rolled to my back and shed my clothes. I can't expect her to let me try this again if I just back out now,' I thought before my lips drifted off hers. Silence took us for close to a solid minute before Molly decided to speak up again. She stopped with the blowjob and sat up. “Well, it’s your turn to ask me next anyways, so let’s see how brave you can be?” Brian said. “Ah, uh, right. Truth or dare?” Stephanie asked. “Dare,” he replied. “Um, okay,” Stephanie breathed, laughing, “It’s… it’s been on my mind, ever since you said earlier, uh, what you said earlier… about… um, how you wouldn’t tell me what you think about…” “…About my butt,” she continued in a small, embarrassed voice. “So I dare you, I dare you to, ah, to tell me now, what you thought about my butt.” “Nope,” Brian answered, his grin spreading wider.
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