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  • By the time I had said, “30 - thank you” my juices were starting to flow and Vicky eased off a bit in the forties. On the last couple her fingers were starting to linger on my pussy before she pulled her hand away. My backside wasn’t too painful at the end and I hadn’t needed to cry. Next it was Vicky’s turn and she gave a little moan of pleasure as she pressed her stomach onto Jon’s hard dick. Without being told she opened her legs so that my hand would be able to get at her pussy easily. I think that she was hoping that I would concentrate on fingering her pussy rather than on the spanking. Vicky didn’t count the strokes so I did. I wasn’t going to give her an easy time and by the time I got to 25 my hand was really hurting. I stared to slow down but tried to direct my hand so that my fingers went round her cheek and onto her pussy. By the time I had delivered 40 spanks I had developed the art of moving my hand after it had landed so that a finger went into her pussy before my hand came away. I knew that Vicky had noticed it but I didn’t know if Jon had. He didn’t say anything. When Vicky stood up there were tears in her eyes, but at the same time she gave me a ‘knowing’ smile. Jon still had his hard-on and he said that one of us would have to do something about it. He kept looking at us both but in the end he let me give him a blowjob to relive his pressures. I was down on my knees in front of him and he was really trying to get his dick as far down my throat as he could. At one point I was having a bit of difficulty breathing, but that soon changed when he shot his load straight down my throat. I didn’t even get the chance to taste it. It was then back to the Christmas dinner but Jon brought us both a glass of wine. When everything was cooking nicely Jon decided that it was time for the next round. He had us both put our Ben Wa ball in their proper place and told us to run up and down the stairs 10 times. Boy did that get me excited. I was glad that it wasn’t 20 I was nearly ready to cum after the 10. Just as we were about to sit down to dinner Jon told me to replace Ben with the remote controlled vibe. All through the meal he played with the control and got me so close to cumming that I only just managed to tell him to stop. I had that familiar feeling deep inside me that was threatening to explode out. Eating just seemed to push the feeling deeper inside me but my pussy was leaving a pool of my uniform juices on the chair. Every time I shuffled about there was a squelching sound. When we stopped eating Jon told me to stand-up with my legs apart and he used his fingers to find and remove the vibe. Fortunately it didn’t take him long otherwise I would have cum. Vicky volunteered to do the washing-up while Air Hostesses Jon took me upstairs and into the punishment room. He strapped me onto the top part of the ‘T’ with my feet to the legs. I couldn’t move and my spread pussy was there waiting for some action. The action that it got was Jon with first the tawse, then the cane. I can’t remember how many strokes I counted but my backside thought that it was on fire. Jon’s an expert with the cane and the end of it must have reached my pussy about a dozen times. I was crying and almost screaming. My pussy was on fire and my juices just seemed to make it burn all the more. “But, Jonathan….” If there was one think Night Eyes loved more than anything, it was games, and her favorite part of playing, was cheating. As Dev sits on the sofa, Nidhi sits astride him and uniform slowly lowers her wet cunt on to his massive erection. I ended up with a black bin bag of clothes, including 3 pairs of knickers, that I was sure that I’d never wear again. I found her clit, massaging her bud. “That's a word for Him, which is an imprecise word in and of itself since the Creator has no gender. Then they both stopped as they looked at Greeson. "Nah, I can't." I played with the Captains massive balls as I sucked the big black knob. Elsie stood behind Brie and rubbed her shoulders in an attempt to get her to relax. Both girls had First Order cock in their mouths and in each hand. Aunt Laura sniggered. Then walked around and bent over look for our next suit to try on. story. Evening classes had started. "It's all right, Ev. Sven Falk “Yes,” I said, enjoying the feeling of a grown man’s hand. I had to pick up the pace because the gate was on the complete other side of the terminal...just my luck. If you think about it, that’s what started everything! I was shaking as Clara led me into our parents room. I obediently flicked the tip of my tongue out, finding the center of Lexi’s tightly clenched anus and rapidly working my oral digit against the wrinkled Air Hostesses pink flesh.
  • Chapter Two: Alyessa's Naughty MILF Affair By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 November 12nd, 2045 – Alyessa Howards “So you just had your first time with a MILF in your neighborhood,” said Adelia Tash, the beautiful talk show host that was interviewing me about the book I wrote, Accepting Being Futa in a Post Becky World. She had such gorgeous coffee-brown skin and a lovely smile. I saw why my futa-mother, President Becky Woodward, liked to come on this show. Adelia helped me feel relaxed and free to talk about my life. “Yes, with Mrs. Adams,” I said, lying about the name of the woman. Her real name was Mrs. Minx, my best friend's married mother, a woman I'd known my entire life. “It was passionate, incredible, and it scared me.” “Scared you?” asked Adelia, leaning closer. Her perfume filled my nose. My dick swelled hard in my panties, cut and styled to be worn by a futa and fit our extra bits. I didn't tuck my dick any longer. I was past that part of my life. “How? It sounded like you loved it.” “Well, the genie was out of Air Hostesses the bottle,” I said, wincing at using such a cliched phrase. I was supposed to be a writer now. I mean, I had my own book. It was on the uniform New York Times Bestseller List and was number one in numerous categories on Amazon. “I had discovered how amazing my futa-cock was. It frightened me because I wanted more and...” “And?” Adelia asked. “Well, I don't want to spoil it for your audience,” I said, glancing at the cameras streaming our interview across the world. “Let's just say, she gossiped. She told all her friends about it, including Ms. Bates and Mrs. Carson.” Other fictitious names. I didn't want to reveal what some of the women in my town were up to. Jefferson was small, and several of them were married. Omar is going to start fucking your sweetheart gurlfriend for you everyday if he wants to. uniform He stopped growling and sat on his haunches, but continued to eyeball the transient while he rummaged through a trash bin. It was as if she wanted to be punished, and he was giving his Air Hostesses mother what she wanted. So close to getting back to our sex slaves. I tell them Im an assistant manager and in the manager trainging program for Silvio's Pizza (who buys out domino's in 95, and they change from Silvio's pizza to domino's pizza) If you don't help me, I'll reduce that city to ashes. At first they were taking from the point of view of whoever was having sex with her, point of view shots of them entering her. She let out a squeal as he slowly slid it back out, before pumping it back in. She screamed out in pleasure as he abruptly filled her up and stretched out her vagina. He always acts the nice guy around mum but talks to me like a child! I'm starving. With one side pushed up against the wall, Reed sat really close to his mom. To the porn world, my best friend was Lexi Sapphire, who’d won the ‘Best New Starlet’ honor at the AVN Awards last month. Most of them were like, adults or something.