Painfully Assfucked By Huge putz

Feeling tired, I make myself a coffee. She wont be back for long while. I almost put cream in it using the creamer. Almost. I've been cumming in Isobel's coffee creamer for a while now. Tagging onto her bio class I learned that ingestion of cum increases testosterone in females, making them more horny. I figured with my cum, it's only a matter of time before she's all over me. That's professor must've been full of shit. Not only didn't it work, it had the opposite effect. Fuck. Thinking of her eating my cum all this time. We'd have the most banal small talk while bedroom she was casually slurping on my cum. The little rich girl had more cream than coffee. My dick starts to swell, but my balls ache like mad. I can still smell Issy. Damn she really cooked up a stank this morning. Then I look up and notice. Her door is cracked open. I just smile. Issy was a total prude and never let me in her room. We always did sexual stuff on her couch or at my place. Needless to say I was more than curious. I budged the door open, and stepped in. My jaw dropped. Next to the door was an over-packed washing hamper, next to a trash can with used tampons, maxipads and toilet paper. But asian that was the least of it. Her bed was unmade, sheets stained brown japanese and streaks of other questionable colours. On the ground was a stained white towel with an upsideown dinner plate on top. Suckered to the plate was a giant flared horse dildo with yellowing residue around the base. But all of that wasn't the source of the putrid miasma of thick stench. I walked over to the closet light headed. I wasn't sure if the air was bending like it does with heat waves due to the stench, or if I was gonna pass out. I open the closet. 100s of sex toys of all kinds. Half of them I don't even know what the fuck they're for. And bellow; stacks and stacks of jars of some sort of fluid. Who knows. I slam them back closed in disbelief and hear one of the fall off and smash. Normally I'd care, but hey, I'm already fucked. Fuck this crazy pig bitch. Man. What the fuck? I go to walk out, but down in the corner of my eye I see her hamper again. Her yoga outfit and numerous panties hang out. I had bedroom toyed with the idea of going for my last breakfast totally naked but didn’t know if I had the courage to actually do it. "Dad!" she whined. “Right!? He thanked her and she laughed. “…if you were to become High Guard, would you rewrite the Ionan Codes to suit the desires of your god?” The nervous energy between the two of us was almost palpable. I had no choice about being born with genes to deliver me big breasts, and they’ve brought me nothing but misery my entire life. “Is it Madison?” I asked. Her hair was japanese caked with dried cum as well. There was no way for him to stop asian now. Shutting her lips tightly around him, her tongue now trapped between the base where it connected to his balls, and the underside of his cock. You’re welcome to stay the night, that is if Mom would like you to do so,” I say looking at Mom. I had just reached out to her sex when I felt her tongue penetrate me deeply. “I, ah, your eyes, mm, they're amazing.” Something that dark shouldn't be so pretty. "Don't say anything to my agent," he had told each one, "I'm not supposed to hand out freebies. This is what they’re talking about when they say ‘mind-blowing sex.’ Know what I mean?” “Good thinking…” She purred softly putting her hands back in place as he once against spread his cheeks. “He can’t help it if he has two hot chicks exposing themselves next door.” Stacy added.