Bella choked a little. She tried to pull her face off of Jim’s cock, but he forced his dick deep down into her throat. “Oh, no you don’t, missy!...�� he said firmly. “Open wider and take this dick you told me you wanted so badly!” Obediently, Bella widened her lips around the thick cock shaft that now never left her mouth. Her lips sucked and sucked around it. She was breathing heavily through her nose, and she let out a little whimper of mixed pleasure and pain. That little whimper is what did. I know better than to rush her as I knew that if she wasn't ready I wasn't going to get her to where I wanted her to be. I can't resist anymore I sit her back on my couch and lay her back and straddle her again going from her neck down to her tits kissing down her beautiful belly I stop at her pants and ask her if she wanted me to proceed. She quickly said yes. Again not Dom like but her boundaries were being pushed. As I undid her belt and pulled her pants off one leg at a time, revealing. .Mary allowed me to relax for fifteen minutes before yelling for Steve. Steve entered the room wearing a leather harness and chaps with his cock swinging side to side. I almost fainted due to Steve’s appearance, fucking hot. Mary told Steve she knew I would like it, turned to me and handed me yet another shot of tequila. After I downed the shot Mary ordered me to put the hood back on and announced round 2.I was moved to a sling and my ankles were secured high above my head. I felt two sets of. She took them off,before she put her panties back on I asked if I could feel her koochy. She said ok, I felt it,and asked where she peed from. She giggled and said from here silly and pointed at it. Oh, I said. She giggled and pulled her panties back on. She giggled and said she knew where boys pee from, I said where,she said your peepee, that's where.I knodded my head. She said we should go back to her house, I said ok. She asked if I had any of her panties, I said yes and went to my closet. I.
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