Her pussy had cum several times and its juices were spent, but they had shot so much cum inside her that their own emissions lubricated their further enjoyment of her once-hidden cove. After several hours she passed out from fatigue with an exhausted smile on her face. By that time there was no sexual act she had not done for them, and she was so full of cum she couldn't drink another drop. She had been untied and retied a dozen times; she had been fucked in every sexual position again and again. She slept for twenty four hours, and when she awoke she was bathed and lying in a clean bed. Every muscle ached and when she saw she was still naked she knew it had not been a dream. A smile of reminiscence crept across her face as she thought of the day before. There was a large platter of food and drink on the bedside table, and when she finally tried to move she found her wrists and ankles were still in their manacles and she dressing could barely reach the tray. She pulled the tray onto the bed, and just as she was starting to eat the door opened and in walked the first man. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair; she stuffed a piece of bread in her mouth so he wouldn't see her blushing. Finally he said, "You were really great yesterday. We couldn't just let you go, now could we?" She looked away shyly as her face turned desi bright red, and he said, "We're still pretty tired from the ordeal, so we're giving you the rest of the day undressing off." Then he stood and walked back to the door. "But we'll see you bright Non Nude and early tomorrow morning. We're having a few friends over; it'll be a real party." He smiled a devilish smile, said "Maybe you'll be able to make a few more deals," and closed the door. Washington I crunch into second and the truck rumbles along Mandela Avenue as I try and find number 42. My phone’s sat nav seems to have given up in the heat. 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To one side was stacked a pile of small wooden chests, as I walked closer and noticed a torch lying on the ground, undressing I bent to pick it up then screamed, jumping backwards. They have our favorite game, Texas Hold’em” their leader says. I left some money on the counter so you can order pizza. When the light changed, she had to wait till he drove past her before she could turn. As we got close to her friend’s house she asked You know, the rumors are Non Nude true about black guys! “Is that good?” I also licked my lips nonstop and let out my juice to the bed. With a loud groan of exasperated relief, I collapsed onto the toilet seat breathing hard as my head swam in the clouds. She sat down in the chair in front of my desk and said, “I bet I know the answer to this, but why did you call this meeting?” They licked up my cum. She sucks and licks his massive dick all over. My victims were almost always females, I occasionally threw in a man into the mix, but tonight I wanted a female. Oh fuck yes I want to fuck your mouth with my hard dick ,as he shoots his cum in her mouth His attention quickly diverted to the sight below. She rested her hands on his chest for balance and focused all her movement on her hips. I breathed heavily saree against Kelsey’s slit, my lolling tongue barely doing its duty inside her, my entire body tensing as the feeling built and built! This is my time with your father and—” Nodding when he said to go and open the door, she moved out of the truck and went to open the front door. Needless to say I was ready to crash and H grabbed me by the sleeve and told me to come with her..she was pissed and MamaSan came in and told me no more trouble or I was 86'd from the bar. 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I could see poor Shelly didn’t to know what to make of this brash, straight-talking woman sat by her side. It was so incredible to be in her. But it hurt like… inside. The three of us get along pretty well, but I did have to upgrade the size of my bed; my first one was just dressing a bit too cramped. The 6 foot 4 inch pussy boy was moaning and wailing, saying “Oh Gawd, I've got to cum so bad!”