Missy rubbed a hand through my sticky, blonde hair. The dick waved in the air, half-hard, and I could only stare at it, frozen in fear. “Fuck!” His cum erupted into my mouth, thick and salty. “Do I really have to do this, Mistress?” I asked; my stomach roiled like a bubbling pot of stew. Thanks to a concoction Sam whipped up, Mrs. There was a chill in the restroom that made my nipples hard as rocks and my arms pimply with gooseflesh. You’re balls deep in my pussy!” I purred. So hot! I flinched as she strode over and painfully pinched one of my fat nipples. “Fuck, that’s amazing!”
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