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Both her hands moved to my chest as she lifts and drops her hips once, twice, then…picks up the pace just a bit. Her breath cumshot turns to a pant, a slow moan escapes her lips. She brings her face to mine and kisses my lips. As soon as I suck her lower lip into my mouth her pussy tightens around my shaft. My hands lightly brush along her arms, to her face, cupping her cheeks and holding her face close to mine. Now, her pussy quivers against my cock. Her fingers dig into my chest a bit as her entire body begins to shake. Her hips slap down against mine. She pulls her face back, “Jay…Master…THANK YOU! I haven’t been this full in forever…” Her body collapses against my chest and she lifts her face to kiss me again. She pulls her body away from mine, dropping her chin to her chest and reached for my hands and brought them to her breasts. “Please…” as she massaged her breasts over my hands…her hips lifted and lowered again down my cock, now easily sliding along my shaft, “…yes…” she lifted her hips again, letting just my head anal remain inside her, kegeling against my cock, “…ohmiGOD…yes…I missed this…” her eyes open and she leans forward, kissing me passionately as her hips fall toward mine again. Her pleasured moans are felt throughout my body as she continues to kiss me, kegeling against the shaft of my cock. She pulls her face from mine and continues, a bit of a tear in her eye, “Master…I have missed sex…the fact you’ve already made me cum, more than once, and not finished yourself Hardcore makes me want you more…and…I cannot wait to transform into the goddess you speak of…” Putting some distance between our faces, “Tina, the goddess I speak of is right in front of me. It is my role to awaken her and help her realize her potential.” There is a kegel against my cock inside her, with Brunette an instinctive flex to acknowledge her actions. We kiss again, deeply, exchanging kegel and flex until our faces tip away from each other and she appears a bit teary-eyed. “Tina, are you alright?” She nods, kegeling to demonstrate her approval. “Tomorrow, do not show this weakness…be in charge…take them…fuck each of them…use their cocks for your pleasure…orgasm often…remember, my only rule for tomorrow…they do not cum inside your pussy. You can swallow their load, or, have it all over your body.” “Yes Master…but, how will I look at them next time they’re at missionary my house and I’m in my bikini? How will I look at Lori and Kelly? How will those two look at me?” “A goddess leaves every lover wanting more, and every observer comfortable she is not looking for more than she has received.” She nods. “Are you busy sweetie? The first pulse of her Hardcore new life spending itself between her thighs and onto the floor of the carriage beneath her left her mind a white slate. He leaned back and took a drink of coffee. Mum served dinner, which was great, and because I knew what was going to happen, my Brunette cock was hugely rigid so I pulled Lin’s hand over so she could feel it. Slowly looking up at Kimon she nodded, "Had I not before, I would forgive you all that was against you. Jon told me to pack a bag with my white bikini, white Lycra shorts and top, and my black pencil dress. She laid down on the bed on her back anal and spread her legs. I let Fred know that I needed to be at the FBI building by 2pm. “Anything for you, Sweets. All the worms in the colony started to cumshot wiggle and converge on poor Eleen! Just as I left I told her I took care of a friends great Dane a couple of times a year and if she was interested we could set something up and I guaranteed no pictures. As Janice lay watching us, I continued to pound into Linda’s pussy for about ten minutes before Linda finally spoke. "Keep fucking her, Meester," said the black photographer, snapping away on his camera. None of you are allowed to argue or fight about anything at all. I hope you’re not thinking it’ll all be over soon and you can go back to your normal life. He said as he slowly tortured my rock-hard wood with soft strokes of his hand. Sweetheart, how old are you?” Frances said. The rest of it was less demanding. missionary