Nice German sweetheart Likes Pissing

As if reading my mind, Betty slapped me and jumbled my thoughts. “Don’t zone out on me. You owe me an apology. I got my hopes up that you fetish would be fun to mess with, but you’re nothing but a wimp.” “Ok! I’m sorry!” I don’t know why I said it. Pretty much, I was just scared. Elise, save me from this psycho cow milf! “That’s a good boy, now it’s time for you to get to work. You have to finish where Elise left off, but you don’t get to use your amateur hands.” She hefted her humungous breasts in my face, her areolas the size of my palm and her nipples pointing like two pink strawberries. On second thought, Elise, teen take your time. I took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked it like a vacuum cleaner, draining her of milk. It didn’t take much; upon the smallest amount of pressure from my lips, the floodgates were opened and I was nearly drowning. Holy shit, this was one of the sweetest things I had ever tasted! It was like hot vanilla ice cream, only much more delicious than that poor analogy makes it sound. My efforts were definitely easing Betty’s temper, as her smile softened, and luckily, so did her strangling grip on my dick. She hummed in bliss and began to jack me off while using her other hand to massage her other breast. “That’s right, drink it up like the little baby you are. Oh, be careful! If you spill a drop, I’ll severely punish you.” We were a “I'm taking off,” I said. "Now you learn the true meaning of pain, little slut." “There is no point in apologizing. I speed up my thrusting, almost without controlling it. Heather took the opportunity and moved between my legs and I felt her tongue on my pussy. She greedily licks it off her lips even as it’s still coming. "I have know Idea what the hell you are on about" I said slightly irritated Get ready. I walked up to Kate and as I was helping her up onto the horse, I firmly squeezed her ass and pushed her on up onto the saddle. “Breed a slut-daughter in her! Michael smirked watching his Professor start to rub herself. I would take on the façade of Love, and my white flesh would become pink, my white eyes would become violet, and my teen white hair fetish would become purple. Everything else would be provided for me. He also owned the motel which offered special rates to the girls on rooms and luckily for him amateur the local Sheriff was is brother in law and the girls quickly came to a mutual beneficial arrangement with the local Sheriff’s Dept which usually meant the sheriff and his men got blown or fucked for free as long as they turned a blind eye to what the girls were doing.