Seriously? I didn't know a guy could do that. Especially since you came, just like a half hour ago. Does that mean, that you could have sex again and ...ven cum?" I just looked at her, shrugged and said, "I don't know. Guess the only way to find out you know is to actually do it," and I laughed.Emily looked at me. She looked at Kristina. And then Kristina looked at me and finally said, "I'm game. If you're up for another round. I mean, it's just kinda dirty and different. But well, uh, I wanted. You smile up at me and plant a delicate kiss against the flushed head. Your lips slowly encase it and I can feel you tongue probing at the sensitive skin, flicking the slit. You bend down lower and lick from the base to the tip then back again. Then you attempt to encompass the whole of my dick in your mouth, stopping and gagging just two inches from my stomach. Recovering, you slide your head back and forth on my shaft. I shut my eyes as your head bobs, and soon the pleasurable feeling leaves. I rush her to the bed while her pussy is dripping. I restrain her hands and feet with the straps on the bed. Once she is in place I pull off my thong and reveal my throbbing member. She starts licking her lips and panting. I know that she would love for me to end her misery and probe her pussy with my fat cock, but I don't do that. But, I start to stroke my engorged cock. She really enjoys the show, too. I begin playing with my balls and she can hardly stand what she is watching. I reach behind. Cammy cried as he whipped her and she struggled to get free fighting the ropes. Cammy was shocked as her body was reacting to the ropes and pain and she felt her pussy getting wet and her nipples were becoming swollen. She could not stop her body and suddenly she had her first orgasm and a flood of her juices flowed out of her panties. He father stopped thinking she had peed and told her she needed to reform and not be a slut, not knowing what she actually felt.Cammy went to her room and.
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