I almost gagged as he forced even more of it down.He didn't last long, especially since I was using my tongue to stimulate the underside of his cock, ...howing him my sucking skills. He suddenly yanked my hair back, causing me to gasp in pain as he pulled his dick out of my mouth and stroked it using his free hand.I heard him grunting loudly as he stroked himself. He held my head with his other hand as the first blast of his warm semen slammed into my face, followed by three more even more. He placed his thumb on my clit and I tightened my pelvic muscles, almost as a way of saying thanks.. He rubbed the spot as we moved faster on the bed. The feeling of his thumb, the quickened pace, was taking me over the top. I was beginning to climax and as my legs buckled the soft silk scarves reminded me of their presence. Struggling against the restraints, writhing on the bed sheet, clenching and unclenching my fists, I yearn to wrap my legs around his muscular thighs, to run my fingernails. After a few moments of silence, Christine's gaze returned to Helen and she smiled shyly."I do believe that both of you are very special, Tante² Helen."Shocked, the old woman turned away to hide the flood of emotion that threatened to spill from her brimming eyes. She quickly blinked back the tears and cleared her throat."Well, it seems that it must be something about this cottage as it seems to me that all of the people living in it are special."She paused and turned to watch Christine as she. Prime cheerleader material, which she, in fact, was. Her sleek blond hair reached down to her butt cheeks, and she was always dressed perfectly in dainty, colorful dresses. She was polite and observant. A model daughter.Now, though, the wind carried her voice across the lawn, and it wasn’t polite at all. “Start pissing, bitch!” she snapped at her cousin.My eyes once more roamed to Brittany. I couldn’t see her face well from here as she was looking down, but I could see how long and perfect her.
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