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“How long am I going to be dressed like this?” “As long as I say.” “I don’t know.” She led me over to the bed and sat me down, and gave me another kiss. “You’ve been such a good girl, you deserve a reward.” With that, she got down on her knees in front of me, lifted my hips and I raised them. Traci pulled my panties down to my ankles and lifted my skirt. She leaned forward and delicately and sweetly kissed the head of my dick, which was quite hard. I gasped and she looked at me and smiled, then took the head of my cock between her lips before easing it back out again. “Honey, have you ever had a girl suck your dick?” “No, never.” “Lean back and just enjoy it then, baby.” She teased me, taking the head between her lips and letting it slip out several times, then lifting my prick and licking the underside all the way from my balls to the tip. Traci then began slowly working my dick in and out of her mouth, a little more each time, as she stroked it with her fingers. I was in heaven and no longer even remembered or cared that I looked like a girl. My dick is only about 5-1/2 inches long, so it wasn’t hard for her to take me all the way in, and Traci did. She slowly and sensually fucked her mouth with my cock. I know I couldn’t have lasted long, but it felt like time was standing still as her mouth made love to my prick. I had never even really jerked off, so when I came, it surprised me. Traci took me deep in her throat and milked my little weiner dry. She slowly eased me out of her mouth, licking and sucking as she went, then kissing and licking the tip as she pulled it completely out. She swallowed my cum then got up leaned over and kissed me long and slowly with lots of tongue. I could taste my cum in her mouth and was slightly repelled, but quickly got over it. “Well baby, since I got you off, I think it’s only fair that you get me off too.” How did you pay for the clothes, sir, and do you have a receipt?” I take her hand and lead her down the hallway to the master bedroom. “Good, how are you feeling?” by Zen Mackie Like I said before, Nate wishes he were black, and I know he wants to say ‘nigga’ so badly it’s kind of comical when he says ‘negro’ in its place. The biology and health professor was on her back while her futa-daughter fucked her hard.
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I brushed her little nub. Evaline moaned into Marissa's cunt. “Mmm, she's got her tongue jammed so deep into my cunt,” Marissa moaned, her black hair sweeping about her shoulders. “Oh, I love it when you bring friends on your visits, Linda!” “Me, too!” I moaned then sucked hard on Evaline's clit. Evaline bucked hard. Her moans grew louder. She licked my friend's cunt with such hunger. I watched her pink tongue fluttering through Marissa's folds. I sucked and nibbled on her clit. I swirled my tongue around her little bud. I made her hotter, wetter. Her juices smeared across my lips. I wiggled my hips, my juices flowing down my thighs as Evaline shuddered.
Colleen made her lips encircle the head of my cock. Kneaded them. I say in my strong daddy voice. My boy-pussy made loud wet farting sounds as the sperm-churn buried in my ass-cunt stirred his Cream of Canine. I just hate working for your father.
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