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  • Still squeezing the plastic bottle Jeff pinched the end of the tube and balloon to keep the mixture from coming out. He removed the plastic bottle allowing the air back inside and shook it to get the liquid down to the tip. He reinserted the bottle into the tube and squeezed the remainder of the cumshot liquid through the tube, further expanding the balloon in Cathy's young womb. Jeff squeezed the end of the tube again and tossed the empty plastic bottle aside. With both hands' Jeff carefully tied the end of the balloon. When he was finished, the knot in the end of the balloon had the nylon string coming out of it hanging down onto the young girls stomach. Grabbing hold of the plastic tube he carefully pulled it out of the girl's cervix, sliding it along the balloon and string. Once done, the stem of the balloon contracted inside the girls cunt, leaving only the string sticking out of her delicious young pussy lips. Cathy was sobbing as she stared up at her ass slightly extended tummy. There was really no pain, only an extreme discomfort. She could feel the baseball size balloon filled with something soft inside her body. It felt strange. She turned her head and opened amateur her mouth, expecting her brother's cock again. "Leave her like that for now," Jeff instructed Chris. "Follow me! I have something I want to do." Chris turned to follow his Uncle, his stiff ringed cock swaying and bobbing as he walked behind his mentor. Jeff led Chris to a stall where he stood him in front of a wooden bench. Jeff reached over to one of the leather bags that filled the top of the bench and pulled it open. Reaching his hand into the bag, Jeff pulled out two glass tubes about 10-inches long each but with different diameters. Jeff took the largest tube and tried to slip it over Chris's thick cock. It didn't fit. Jeff returned the tubes to the bag and withdrew another larger one. He forced it over the engorged head of Chris's cock and all the way to the base against the stainless steel cock ring. Satisfied he removed it and laid it on the bench. Jeff opened another bag and removed a 6-inch long plastic sheath with long soft rubber studs covering the entire surface. Chris watched as Jeff japanese stretched the rubber sheath onto the outside of the glass tube leaving 1/4-inch of the sheath hanging off the end. Jeff pinched the 1/4-inch sheath hanging off the end of the tube and turning it inside out he rolled it back over itself. This done Jeff again forced the glass tube onto Chris's stiff cock. Pushing the tube almost to the base of the boys cock, Jeff unrolled the end of the plastic sheath onto Chris's cock. Getting his finger under the end of the sheath Jeff held the end of the sheath and pulled the glass tube off the boy's cock. Chris put his hand around the rubber studded collar encasing the hardcore base 6-inches of his 8-inch dick. I looked on facebook for a Shawn Harper and all I found was the ex-NFL player and nothing about a freshman heading into my college. I felt a strange tingle amateur as I grabbed the panties. Eyes a vibrant dark jade that I had to pull myself away from before I looked too long. She must have blocked me. I can’t blame her. With this having happened, she again lowered herself to her knees and took his ‘cock’ cumshot ass as she deemed it now into her mouth to use her lips and her tongue to completely clean it off. “Say… say what?” she gasped. And you can’t tell anyone.” Of hardcore course, thinking about that also took me back to Ms. Bethune. That Kora could truly heal my severed wings? After an eternity I stopped pumping and corrected my posture to catch my breath. “Stop, you’re about to make japanese me cum.” He tells me. “I want you to. Then Stone presses the pistol against her temple, just like he did with me, making her whimper and visibly shake with fear all over again. Hank looked over at Tyshawn and saw he was staring at him. I came closer and closer to exploding. “Mmmm.” She cooed, and he slapped her pussy with his cock. They’ve made it clear Tits and I were the prettiest, and therefore they’d rather the two of us were being raped to death in the pits below. Robert is a decent guy with a bit of a gut. One hand stroked my lips while the other caressed all around my pussy. After a while, I eventually plucked up the courage to tell her what was on my mind.
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