If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to keep her balance during all this, but that's not what I was worrying about
. That collar was one of two collars I'd bought her for her bachelorette party, she'd used the other one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls.
Masturbate Beurette. Then I remembered her laughing, smiling face when she and Barney were planning to dump Sandy, and the names they had called her while Bekah rode her father’s cock like a rodeo bull! My guilt quickly turned into cold, calculated lust!
“What’s cookin,’ good lookin?” I called to the pretty teenager. I was rock hard, horny and losing patience! I pushed her back to a doggy position, placed the big purple helmet of my dick against her tiny puckered anus, and started pushing!
“Ahh! Oh God, Chris, it hurts! You’re too fucking big!” Bekah whined, squirming around and trying to escape the hard anal reaming I was about to give her!
“Oh, quit your bitching,” I scolded
If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to keep her balance during all this, but that's not what I was worrying about
. That collar was one of two collars I'd bought her for her bachelorette party, she'd used the other one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls.
Masturbate Beurette. Then I remembered her laughing, smiling face when she and Barney were planning to dump Sandy, and the names they had called her while Bekah rode her father’s cock like a rodeo bull! My guilt quickly turned into cold, calculated lust!
“What’s cookin,’ good lookin?” I called to the pretty teenager. I was rock hard, horny and losing patience! I pushed her back to a doggy position, placed the big purple helmet of my dick against her tiny puckered anus, and started pushing!
“Ahh! Oh God, Chris, it hurts! You’re too fucking big!” Bekah whined, squirming around and trying to escape the hard anal reaming I was about to give her!
“Oh, quit your bitching,” I scolded
If I thought about it, I might wonder how she manages to keep her balance during all this, but that's not what I was worrying about
. That collar was one of two collars I'd bought her for her bachelorette party, she'd used the other one back then, the one which fastened around my dick and balls.
Masturbate Beurette. Then I remembered her laughing, smiling face when she and Barney were planning to dump Sandy, and the names they had called her while Bekah rode her father’s cock like a rodeo bull! My guilt quickly turned into cold, calculated lust!
“What’s cookin,’ good lookin?” I called to the pretty teenager. I was rock hard, horny and losing patience! I pushed her back to a doggy position, placed the big purple helmet of my dick against her tiny puckered anus, and started pushing!
“Ahh! Oh God, Chris, it hurts! You’re too fucking big!” Bekah whined, squirming around and trying to escape the hard anal reaming I was about to give her!
“Oh, quit your bitching,” I scolded
