I followed him to a smaller, two story cabin a couple doors down. He opened it up (it wasn’t locked) and took his shoes off. I followed his lead. We...went upstairs to the tiny bedroom; he set his laptop on the bed, and then lay down beside it. I sat on the edge near the foot of the bed. I wasn’t entirely comfortable, but at least I now knew I wasn’t here to get ambushed. He opened his laptop and called me over beside him to look at what he had loaded up on the screen. I’d never really watched. This is my cock, and as long as it's attached to me, you will call it as such. I want to be as much like a dickgirl, as much like you, during this experience as possible. Now get on your knees."Ann complied, getting on her hands and knees, her bare pussy facing Charlene, her cock pointed at the floor, hard and throbbing, ready for release."Be...be gentle..." Ann whispered."Relax, babe," Charlene reassured her girlfriend. "I know it's your first time. Just relax."Charlene lined up her strapon. Rusty gasps at good it feels. This is easier—Aaron has been jacking himself off for years. “Cum on me, Russell,” he demands. “Do it right on my face.” This statement makes it obvious he likes to dirty talk once he gets comfortable. It gets Rusty hotter. It does it every time too. He closes his eyes tight and bites his lip. “Come on. All over me,” he groans.The words put Rusty over the edge. He feels the cum rush up his length and out onto his brother. The first rope gets into his hair. Rusty. ---“Yes, it’s time to make those changes I’ve been talking about,” Rochelle spoke into the phone, balancing it on her shoulder as she pours another glass of wine. “Is 9 am tomorrow okay? Good. Having a good night, Evan.” As she finished the call, she rifled through the freshest stack of papers on her study desk until she came across a set of keys. “Diana, is that you?” She called at the sound of faint footsteps.“It’s me, mom,” Diana mewed with suspicion. “Why are you meeting with the lawyer.
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Then he did it. Once. Twice. He flicked his tongue over her clit. She nearly screamed, biting her lip instead. She let out a loud gasp. She had to squ
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