Catholic nuns extasy!

It was overflowing with cum, spilling like lava after the eruption, causing the girl to moan insistently as her crotch pooled with it. Her older sisters came forward and lapped her nectar greedily, and the moaning whimpers of the girl softened to gentle gasps as her cock finally stopped orgasming, and began to droop onto her sticky pelvis. “I can change you, Heat Bringer,” Passion said, giving her youngest daughter a parting kiss on the cock, before crawling languidly toward me, “I can enhance you to your liking, create a beautiful creature of lust from your canvas.” “Yes,” I whispered, gawking with wide eyes at the cock that lay between the girl’s legs, staring at it with envious want, “change me.” “How would you like to be changed?” Passion smiled as I raised myself to my knees, my servants leaving me. “Your skin,” I said, running my hand along her shoulder, admiring the diamond freckles that sparkled from her, “I want to shine like a diamond as you do.” “I can do that,” Passion whispered gently as she guided me to my back, “what else?” “My breasts,” I said, trailing dangling fingers over my bosom, “I want your sons to drink milk from them.” “I can do that as well,” Passion smiled, lowering her lush lips to my left nipple, “anything else?” “Make me like your youngest,” I whispered pleadingly as Fucking Passion’s lips began to suck from my breast, “give me the gift of a man.” “As you wish, Heat Bringer.” Passion grinned back, and then resumed her nursing. Her lips drew my nipple from my breast, toying with its erectness until I moaned for her. She began to suckle from me like a babe; my node stretching in and out of her lush, pursed mouth, her cheeks puffing and then growing gaunt with each pull, her tongue teasing the tip, causing it to grow red with stimulation. I felt my breast being drawn pleasantly to her sucking mouth, and wetness form from the tiny apertures surrounding my node. Soft whimpers slipped from my panting lips as the pleasure grew from my chest, my nipple starting to ache with girl pressure. Passion sucked with more avarice, stretching my nipple from my breast, causing my moan to escalate to a wining plea. She grabbed the succulent fat of my bust and gently squeezed, releasing the aching pressure, and causing warm milk to spill from Passion’s sucking lips. I giggled delightedly as she drank from me, and pressed her face closer to my breast, groaning maternal utterances of pleasure. My breast began to swell, its sloping nature changing to a vulgar dome, the nipple sticking outwardly even more, as though pressed forward from within. Passion changed my other tit with the same sensuality, leaving my chest adorned with high, full breasts that jutted from their perches in gravity-defying fullness, their nipples leaking with want. A fleshy orifice in the ceiling pulsed and dilated, growing a passionate red, and then opening. Clear fluid poured from it, dripping its molasses onto my face, and teen running thickly down my neck, over my breasts, and across my abdomen. Tingles of pleasant warmth seeped into my flesh wherever it touched, and soon, every surface of me was alight with the feeling. Passion chuckled as I squirmed in it, bathed in it, tasted it. Twinkling gems began to form on my skin, little dots of white diamonds that reflected pink in the garish womb. They formed on the follicles of my mound, replacing the curly sexy mat of red hair with a smooth canvas of jewels, seeming to point at the slit beneath them. They were sprinkled about my arms and legs, dotted my abdomen and breasts, and played across my necks and cheeks. I splayed out my limbs, admiring my new complexion, turning around and looking at the sparkles that now decorated my pale glutes, and basking in the vanity of my new beauty. Passion slid her body atop mine, seeping the warmth of her form along my sparkling curves. She shared her lips and tongue with me, and Sweet then moved lower, and lower. She stared at me from between my legs, her crimson hair tickling my thighs, her golden irises smirking from their purple depths. Sure enough, I didn’t last any longer than he did and shot my load into his mouth. When Aunt Janet started to buck and squeak, I leaned in low over her back so I could hold her heavy breasts in my palms. Fear dripped from Ian’s eyes and soaked the pillow. She had been wearing the cutest little matching bra and panties, sexy little red silky things, they were on the floor in seconds. I shook the thought from my mind, and looked fondly down at the sleeping divinity. I heard a wet, slick sound and glanced behind me again. “Okay, I get what you mean,” Maria said. I put sausage patties and a quiche in the oven before Mike came in. "You have been taking real good care of us this week." As I huffed for breath it occurred to my ego that her initial reluctance to have sex with me was gone and toward the end she acted almost as if she enjoyed me so I asked “That wasn’t too bad was it?” My tip drank in the friction, my sensitive frenulum shooting rapture down teen to my Sweet cunt. “I don’t care,” I said, “but you have to tell me about it afterwards. How many orgasms girl do you think we could wring out of one woman?” After that, he wanted to fuck her hard, over and over, make her moan like Fucking a bitch… There were all kinds of animals there—deer, raccoons, skunks and other small animals like bobcats, foxes and possums. “Yes, she is,” groaned Iesha. Then drove to the mall just before it opened. “Bloody good day for thee, rogering me daughter,” he agreed, “Ee she could earn a bloody fortune down whore house but her mother wants a title for her see.” Amy "I want you to fuck me bunny, I want you to be the first one to do that" “You two shouldn’t fight!” she cried. The combined energy of Sam and Tina's multiple orgasms filled every cell in James' body with power. sexy She with my cum still present around her mouth, leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Thank you, my dear boy. “I'm still winning the bet. “So, boys… unfortunately… to get us to where you see we are today… I reluctantly agreed to our little slut’s conditions. "And I hope you feel the same way that I do." If I bent over, boys would get a little peek at my panties. Then she started to slide back down, kissing my eyelids and nose. She was a mess. “Thank you, Better.” Tryi responded shortly, forcing herself to be respectful, “This way.” Now, let’s just get your shirt back on and…”