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Natasha kisses the tip, then takes him in mouth. “Use your tongue.” He commands. She complies. He groans. His cock stiffens in her mouth he puts his hand her head and starts to slowly face fuck her. Five guards walk into the bathroom. “Join the party boys. This little puta is lost and doesn’t want to get into trouble for walking in here.” “And you just believed her?” The Watch Captain asked incredulously. “She’s ‘holding’ up her end of the bargain.” He emphasized holding by shaking his teen dick in Natasha’s mouth. The four other guards, not including the watch captain smirked, and pulled their cocks out. They surround her. Natasha is calm, she’d been in this situation young before, part of her training at the Red Room. One by one she turned and kissed each of their cocks giving them a lustrous masturbation smile afterwards. The black guard kneels behind her and fingers her asshole. He looks at the latino guard and asked. “Spit roast?” “Spit roast.” The Latino guard grins. The Black guard stands up and pulls Natashas hips up as well. He’s tall, she’s all the way onto her tip toes. He puts his cock into her asshole, the latino guard back in her mouth. The two guards sink up, as the black guard thrusts, the latino guard rears back and vis Solo versa. Natasha has two guards flanking her, she jacks blonde their cocks. One guard, lonely, stands off to the side stroking himself. The black guard notices. “Bruh, don’t just stand there.” He grabs Natasha’s inner thigh and raises her leg, rotating her hips ninety degrees and offering her pussy to the guard off to the side. When she showed me, I had to laugh. “Goddamn, this little ho is tight,” Jermaine grunted as he thrust his cock deep into my once-pure pussy. Because of the washing hanging up I couldn’t close the shower curtain so I just stepped under Solo the spray and wet my hair. teen “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum!” she moaned. Thankfully Melody or anyone else was hanging about to see or hear what just happened. “No.” Now, they tell me that the work will last until the end of 2020, but I believe that it will be masturbation longer than that as they didn’t even get started until three weeks ago. After making it to the ground, I looked up and saw her tongue race across her blonde lips again. When they finally separated he had a big smile on his face, young “wow M that was one great good by kiss”. I fell on top of her kissing her as we rolled back onto our sides. She simply moaned and barely flinched, a small trickle of drool escaping from her slack-jawed lips. "No more, I am spent," he complained. My toes curled. Not sure if he ever launched the last.' I don’t know if I could have done anything, if my presences or my ability to assess a situation could have saved anyone’s life. I was the head cheerleader. Beth nodded shyly.