Shackled Whipped And Toyed

He was ok with it. I scooted up spanking between his legs on my knees and wrapped both hands around that monster cock. It felt amazing to have that massive piece of meat in my hands. I started slowly jacking him off. He had a partial circumcision where I guess about half the foreskin had been removed but there was enough left that blonde when I extended my hands up his shaft the foreskin went up and covered about half the head. This allowed for a nice masturbatory experience even dry. But I wanted the full-fledged jack-off so I told David to hang on and ran up to his bedroom where I knew he had a bottle of lube stashed. When I got back he was still in position with that big cock throbbing just waiting for me. I drizzled lube all over BDSM his prick and then grasped it again with both hands and started jerking him off. Seeing how easily he had cum the first time I didn’t think he would last long. Despite our original intent to make this second cum take as long as possible that whole idea went out the window pretty fast. Within just a few tits minutes I felt David’s body tense up and he started making those noises. I knew he was cumming and I leaned over him and pointed his cock towards my mouth. Not sure why fetish I did that because I wasn’t too impressed with the taste of cum but the desire to do it just overcame me. I couldn’t help myself. I took one hand off his slippery cock and slid the oily index finger of that hand right up David’s still wet asshole. I plunged my finger in and out of his rectum as my other hand flew up and down his rigid cock. The first hot stream of jism shot out of his prick with tremendous force. The first blast missed my mouth and hit my cheek. Seating myself behind a filled plate of lasagne I looked at both girls,” Is any of you afraid of my mother?” And for some odd reason, all I wanted to do was take in its musky scent. The first body right at my feet was the pimp, looks like the killers forced him in and executed him on the spot. Controlled teasing is one thing, but being forced to show him her breast leaves a strangely warm feeling in her chest. I would never suck a cock. Sit down and shut up or shut off. Combined with the BDSM oak outer door, it formed a small vestibule that spanking made the coach house more energy efficient. I gasped, my tits hand shooting deep into my purse as my back arched. I've never seen blonde fetish anything like it before." She had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face. Her naked, willowy figure trembled under the soldier's onslaught, his cock raping her like a jackhammer, fucking her with absolutely no mercy. I made up some story about how the flooding had dripped on me in school. Every inch of me was buried in her, experiencing the power of her climax. His bitch was in heat and needed covering.