Katie gets her face drenched in cum

I tried to fight, truly I did, but I was not battletested against such foreign pleasures. For the raging cock between my legs was a juxtaposition to the rest of me, and my attention was inevitably drawn to it. Such a brutal organ it was, and yet, so incredibly sensitive. It was a weapon meant for piercing, and it longed for the soft wet heat of someone’s insides. The desire was strange to me, but the otherness of it faded with each passing second. It was becoming normal, and that terrified me. Yavara’s hand placated it for now, every press of her palm and caress of her fingers singing a soprano note across the sensitive flesh. I didn’t want to do it, I tried to fight it with all my remaining will, but I couldn’t stop myself; I moaned again. Yavara giggled in my ear, then nodded to the woman before me. Prestira Rasloraca grinned, pushed the robe off her slender body, and crouched on the bed between my legs. I tore my mouth from Yavara’s grip. “No, not you!” “What, you don’t think I’m pretty?” Prestira teased as she looked up from my crotch. “Of course, she thinks you’re pretty, Prestira.” Yavara sneered, “This little dyke was probably touching herself while she watched you get fucked.” “Is that right, Elena?” Prestira licked her lips, her white eyes half-lidded with lust, “Did you like watching Yavara and I get fucked?” She brought her face to mine, curly black hair tickling my cheeks, red, generous lips set in a shrewd pale face, “Did you like watching your best friend get fucked in the ass?” I shook group my head fiercely, my eyes wide with terror. Yavara’s grip on big cock my cock tightened, her hand moving up and down the length of me. Without warning, a surge of pressure lanced up my rod, and a shot of precum squirted on to her hand as I let out cumshot another shameful moan. “Mmmm, your body is so responsive.” Yavara moaned with me, “I think you liked watching Prestira and I get fucked in the ass. Have you ever been curious?” Yavara’s hand moved from my cock, slid down my slit, and rested against my anus. I froze in abject horror. Hardcore “You know, Elena, this is my favorite place to get fucked.” Yavara whispered, “Ever since Brock raped my ass, I’ve been addicted to it. Maybe I can get you hooked too. Prestira, why don’t you find out if Elena has a prostate?” Yavara’s hand moved back to my penis as Prestira’s breath caressed my taint. “Don’t!” I whimpered pathetically. My ranger stoicism was thrown to the wind, my pride and bravery following suit. I’d been trained for torture, I’d even been trained for rape, but nothing could train me for this. I was broken. To her credit, Prestira glanced up at me with uncertainty in her eyes. She’d never done anything like this before. I pleaded with her silently, and saw her gaze soften. Then she looked at Yavara, and something akin to reverence flashed across her lenses, and when the witch next regarded me, it was with an expression full of merciless hunger. There was no mistake; Yavara was the threesome queen, and the others were her subjects. And I was her prisoner. Prestira lowered her face. A tingle raised the hairs on my arm and— I suspect that you will be keeping an eye on us for a while, and I want to assure you that I am aware of this and would like to keep my job by doing it better,” he says to me. "Did she cumshot do you?" asked Abby, "I'll bet threesome she did." He was much bigger than Brian and Hardcore she could taste his sweat. Her fingers plunged faster into her cunt, churning her pussy cream to a bubbly froth. "I think I would have." “I don’t know,” I repeated, “he’s huge and I’m little.” “And tight,” said Daniel. As we taxied down the runway towards takeoff, my mind was a million miles away. Maidens in waiting giving their gallant knights favors before a battle, and all that. He let it remain there for a few seconds, just enough to give his wife time to enjoy the electricity at full-blast, then swiped the slider down to the bottom. The women's heads are hidden within locked boxes. "Maybe next time. To be with Andrea was much more satisfying than being with mother. She was positively livid with anger. Nothing romantic. Michael brought out a small tube of lube and squeezed a few thick globs onto the shaft. “I’m happy that Master lets me live here.” Sadie rolled her hips to give him a “Jane do you want big cock me to fuck your ass?” It was genius! I wrenched his belt open and then tore at his fly. Red faced Mary walked across the store in the too tight exercise outfit. June smoothed down her short pencil 50’s style skirt and pulled her group thin tight sweater down to make sure it hugged her curves just right. "Six" What was she to do? It was solely through dumb luck neither of the men or the cart brushed against me as they left the room.