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Please fuck me!” Certiok my little pony bike took full advantage of my vulnerable state, guiding me to the floor, straddling over my face, pulling her thong to the side, and sitting. I could do nothing but eat her, my tongue lathering her petals, sliding into her slit, tasting the salt of her nethers with a writhing motion as my lips sucked sensually upon her soft puffy folds, my nose upending the bottom of her clit. She gyrated atop me, her muscular green belly shadowing with contours, her tattooed flesh become slick, her black eyes staring with covetousness upon me, in awe of what my tongue was doing. Even as she humiliated me, I could feel the way she moved with gentleness, not daring to overstep herself, only acting upon my desires. And I desired in that moment to be desecrated. I’d never felt like such Pony Riding a whore before. She slid her body up my face, her cheeks enveloping my muzzle so that my tongue could find her tight aperture. I circled her spokes, dipping my wet tip into each little crease until her filthy button was twitching and winking open, and then I dived into her. Her rectum was smooth and soft, the delicate flesh fluttering with sensation, the tart flavor of her filthy channel saturating my palate until my mouth was filled with its deliciousness. Her fingers gripped my head, pulling the hair, and she undulated atop me, grinding on my face, her voice high and rich as I screamed muffled ecstasy into her disgusting, decadent depths. As I came, I pushed her off me, and screamed, “Piss on me!” And she did, marking me like the bitch I was, washing away my whorish sin with the hot rank shower of her loins. She came as she did it, her legs trembling in their squat, and I was writhing beneath her, my back arching as I delivered the last few thrusts of my fist. When the final Wooden Pony drops fell from her pink slit, she shakenly dismounted me, then collapsed in a heap. “Good god, Adrianna, your tongue!” She gasped, “I haven’t been eaten like that since Queen Yavara Sweet Pony herself!” For a moment, I was blissfully reprieved of the Bdsm Pony Girl gnawing in my loins. “Yep.” She pulled her fingers out of my pussy and brought them to her lips. He had never felt such a mouth. As I Bdsm my little pony bike Pony Girl laid there breathing very hard and sweating Matt laid on top of me and I felt his dick head penetrate me. Matt fucking me for at least 10 minutes. I closed the door and walked Pony Riding to his little desk. Pam, and how neither one of them liked her. Like Chloe, she was too small for me to kiss her while we made love, so instead, I simply held her against me and Wooden Pony she buried her face in my chest. Her hair was wet from the shower. I whispered squeezing Lucy tightly into a bear hug, "your not going anywhere..." My parents didn’t understand that when I left the family. As before, while dancing, we blatantly kissed Sweet Pony and fondled each other, but this time, I made sure everyone got a great look at Deb’s tits. I groaned. Fucked her like he is fucking that brunette. So I told John my assistant manager that as company boss I deemed it my responsibility to get as much sunshine as possible to keep me healthy. We were lost to lesbian pleasure. Make me your fuckdoll, Andy!”

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