“You might be built like a fucking ox, but I’m hoping you’re not as stupid.” I can tell the big hunk isn’t sure what to do and he’s still staring down at your dick. Bhabhi And by the lump in John’s pants, his legs spread sitting in a chair across the small room from us, I know that he’s just as horny. (from here on out, I’m addressing my slave… Boy, this is for You!!!)
I finish my beer, feeding you about half of it by spitting it into your mouth… You are nervous, that much is plain, yet you’re also wiggling on the couch beside me, moving the butt-plug around inside you, stirring the two loads of cum you already have inside you… I can see the lump in your pants and I know that you’re still just a horny slut!
