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  • And gagging boy, she was goin' to town, with that long, ol' tongue of hers. "At first, I was so freaked out, that I grabbed her head, and pushed her away from my crotch. "She laid her ears back on top of her head, and acted like she'd done somethin' wrong. "And so I told her, 'Oh, no, Baby. You're a good girl. Daddy's not mad at you. Daddy's just surprised. That's all.' "And then I gently patted my thigh a few times, right next to my dick, and told Sasha, 'Is this what you want, Sweetie? Do you wanna lick Daddy's dick? Are you feelin' horny right now, just like Daddy is?' "Of course, I didn't expect Sasha to actually answer me. She's a dog. But she did respond to me. She nudged her head back into my crotch, and then eagerly licked away at my dick and balls. And I just laid there, and let Sasha 'do her thing' for a little masseur while. "And then I decided that I was gonna see if Sasha would actually let me touch and feel her little doggie-pussy. I'd never done that before, because you're the one who always gives her baths. Not me . And I assume that you've touched and felt Sasha's little doggie-pussy, right?" "Of course, I have. I have to clean her down there, especially when she's in heat," I said, matter-of-factly. "And by the way, that's the only time when she doesn't seem to mind me messing around with her private parts. The rest of the time throat she'll always growl and snap at me, to let me know that she's not happy with what I'm doing to her." "But have you ever touched Sasha's jerking pussy in a sexual way, while you were bathin' her? I mean, when she was in heat, and lettin' you touch and feel her down there?" "Of course not. What kind of person do you think I am?" I said, just a little too defensively. The real truth of the matter was that, whenever Sasha was in heat and I was giving her a bath in the bathtub, masseuse I would go out of my way to closely examine, touch, and feel out her strange-looking, pointy-tipped, puffed-out doggie-vulva. And I had done this on several occasions. Because frankly, I found her canine version of a pussy to be nothing less than fascinating and intriguing. But of course, Jim didn't know what I had been doing to Sasha in private. Nor did I really want him to know. "Right now? A super-horny one," Jim answered dryly. "Well, maybe so. But that still doesn't mean that I'm into doggie-pussy." "How do you know, if you've never tried it?" "God, you're just gross! Kyleigh, of course, gave me a nice look down her cleavage, while Nikkole, my naughty cheerleader, licked her lips, eager to enjoy me. You’ll have to give me the sexy details later when you get home.” Nick and I are gagging in our mid-fifties and have a very healthy, adventurous sex life. Jeff masseur turned and left the stall to check on the youngest girl, Anna. Sam Davies "No, really," I said, moving around the coffee table to take her hand, "I do mean it. She did the same, and pressed her thumb into my shoulder, where a bruise had throat formed around the spot she’s stabbed masseuse me. I To make a whole wicked production out of.” I shivered. You’re some kind of mind reader, I’ve never seen Paul jerking like this’. “Yes honey! It's hot when everyone pants after your body. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. She told him all about the committee and the girl pinching her. She jumped out and bounced up to me with a big smile and shining eyes. He couldn’t help laughing. Meanwhile Maddi laid under the sheets of her memory foam mattress restlessly thinking about what her father just said about her body.
  • I let out a squeak of fright. Why was my father home early? He didn't get off work for an hour. I arranged things so he couldn't see what I was wearing. At least, not before I got back from my date. His brown eyes flicked up to me, his back straightening as he witnessed my cute outfit, disapproval crossing his stuffy face. Color spotted his cheeks as his nostrils flared. I froze on the steps, clutching the polished banister, my heart thundering beneath my breasts. Then I lifted my head. Maybe I could get out of this if I bluffed. “Hey, Dad. How was work?” “You see what our daughter's wearing?” he said, ignoring my words entirely. My mother glanced at me, biting her lower lip. “Well, I'll admit it's a little much, but she's growing up.” “Growing up into what?” he demanded. Anger shot through me. He thought that I was a whore. “I'm dressed for my date, Father,” I said masseur with a frosty tone to my voice. “He's going to be here any minute.” “Not jerking dressed like that,” Daddy growled. He glanced at my mother. “Talk to your daughter. She is not going out of this house dressed like that.” I stamped my foot. “Oh, yes I am!” “Now, honey,” Mom said, her voice soft. “That skirt is a little short. I mean... What is your date going to think?” “That I'm fine! Cute! Sexy!” “Sexy?” Daddy growled. “Sexy?” His withering glare fell upon me. I trembled, swallowing. I wanted to melt away. It was an unflinching gaze. His brown eyes were intense. He may look mild-mannered in his beige slacks and sweater, but he still had that military bearing. He worked in an office now, but... “This is gagging what all the girls wear,” I said. “You're not all girls. You're my little girl.” “I am not!” I glared at him. “I'm eighteen. An adult!” “You're barley masseuse an adult,” he throat growled. “So long as you live under my roof, so long as I pay your bills, including that damn phone you spend all your time messing around on, then you're going to dress how I say!” When he left I checked the time and saw masseur that I would be able to get showered and still have time to go down for breakfast. “No,” Ava said. It was amazing to watch all the cum that was squirting out all over them and dripping into the pool of cum masseuse on the bed. Jordan felt Ariel's anal canal get tight around his cock, making it hard for him to move inside of her. “One more thing.” she said, pulling her jerking panties down to below her ass cheeks. Seeing the space Chloe had saved, she smiled and sat down, with a quick “Hi!” Ms Enfield didn’t even stop to acknowledge Jess’ throat presence, and instead continued on about the sides of a triangle and exactly what one is supposed to do with them. I squealed when Tommy found my nipples. “Olivia, I am glad your birthday turned out well. It wasn’t even for what she had tried to do, but at the uncomfortable feeling of wanting to believe her. The second time Lonnie came to my studio I asked her out, the fourth time I seduced her on the studio furniture. A naughty thrill ran through me as I licked again and again. He opened the door for me and I grabbed his hand and held him there. A few minutes later, they heard Liam and Bea's footsteps approaching. The capris fit snug and held her nice ass in place. You said Paul had a small dick right?’ I said gagging bluntly Then Carissa hurried back with the knife she had chosen for her sister. “Have you been drinking?” She asked me seriously.