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Don't stop until I tell you to. And get the paper on the dressing table. I want you to read the story on it while you are dry humping.' It took me a few seconds to register what the story was about. It was someone telling the story of them being raped by a family member, in great detail. "I can't read this. It's disgusting." I waved the paper and pleaded to the camera. 'Well you either perform naughty storytime for me or I'm sending that video. You have 5 seconds to choose.' "Okay...okay. I'll blondes read it." I got onto the bed and placed the pillow between my legs. I heard the phone buzz again. 'Oh and feel free to cry Hardcore through this. Adds to the authenticity ;-)' I felt sick that he was enjoying this. I could imagine him in his office with a raging boner, telling his secretary that he couldn't be disturbed under any circumstances. 'Come on now. Nobody likes a slow storyteller.' I began to start humping the pillow, feeling embarrassed that my mother had bought these for me. I tried to focus on the story. It teen was so graphic and violent. Sitting in an armchair in the sluts living room & smoking a joint , teen Pete was getting high and blondes his thoughts went back to the previous weekend . His shoulders were broad. I presumed that they were going for a swim. He squeezed and kneaded my tit. “No, nothing like that. I quivered at the sound of the classic Boys II Men playing. A man that never actually cared about her. Many soldiers simply snapped while contemplating these questions. I turned to see Dee on her back with my blanket pulled to her chin, she looked like she wanted to be anywhere else when she said “Come on, if I have to do this then let’s get it Hardcore over with.” As I looked into her intense brown eyes my cock exploded to giant size. I got up and went to the shower to cool down and get a little energy back, when my peace and quiet was disrupted by Bridget saying you are a true Master in ever since of the word, I am so happy to be yours. “Nova! Seriously, there was a turkey and quite a bit of thing. I shook my head, confused why I would steal my daughter's panties. She pointed at the chesterfield. He squeezed my big tits around his shaft and began fucking my tits. Pinkie's large belly and tits juggled with each hope of the horse as it galloped though obscuring the view of her master. I felt a red flush of shame creep its way up my face. That’s unusual for her.