Her body continued to shake and convulse. Then while I laid there, my mind lost to the world in post-coital bliss, Ashley rolled onto her back, and shoved three fingers deep into her cunt. One hand working her pussy, the other tugging at her nipples as she continued to be racked with wave after girlfriend wave of pleasure. Finally, after what had to be two whole minutes of nonstop blowjob cumming, Ashley allowed her hands and arms to relax. Then, rolling my semen in her mouth as it little by little slid down her throat, she laid there enjoying her orgasmic aftershocks. A few minutes later I began to stir and noticing this, Ashley rolled onto her stomach and crawled back toward me. “Thank you, my Master. Please allow me to guide you to sleep. I love you, Master and I can’t wait until I get to be with amateur you again. Perhaps, if it pleases you, we could spend more time together next time?” “Yes, Ashley, that would be nice. I can’t make any promises. But, even so, know that you pleased me tonight. You have met your purpose. My needs are met, and I will be better able to love Marsha. Thank you for all your service.” My words big were another little ritual serving to reassure this sub-personality that I created, keeping it compliant and happy. “Thank you, Master. Sleep now. I will clean you. Good night.” With that Ashley again took my cock into her mouth, gently this time, aware of how sensitive it usually is after sex. For my part, I quickly fell asleep under the loving touch of my slave. I don’t know how long she kept at it because I slept through the night. I woke briefly when my wife’s alarm went off. She was, as expected, well rested and feeling great. After a quick glance confirmed that Ashley had dutifully returned her collar to my nightstand I once again drifted off, resigning myself to enjoying a couple more hours of sleep. Later, after my Hardcore morning trip to the bathroom, I wandered downstairs and into the family room. Chani was already up and watching Saturday morning cartoons. Flopping down in my easy-chair Chani muttered a “Mornin Daddy” without turning away. Daddy? There it was again. Whatever had gotten into Chani last night was still in full swing. Her behavior was so odd, what could be causing it...? scrape his fingertip against that sensitive g spot again. I don't know I guess it's because I know a hot white girl when I see one.” she starts blushing for a few seconds wanting to turn away to hide her blushes. Lucilla’s moan turned to a whine as her breasts were stretched to conical points, and the piercings were holes in her nipples. amateur But there's only three of us. girlfriend It felt strange, a guy telling a girl she’s pregnant? “Behave with the truckers” she smiled. They walked hurriedly toward the parking garage; James could think of no better option. He’s a bit ... overactive underachieving if you know what I mean” she looked aside embarrassed like it was somehow her fault. I'm sure you're right. It was as if the Devil had taken the very essence of violence Hardcore and granted it physical form. His smile broadened…and he inserted a third finger moving them in and out. Up and down, up and down. Joan moaned as Max's stepmom Joyce had her whole fist in her cunt . She gaped as she big watched Joyce gulp down her stepson's dick . The girl's fake tits reminded her of Candy, and how Candy had made Laura fuck her. “I’ve already done that; next Saturday you’ll be home alone.” He slowly pulled out of her mouth laying his balls over her lips and she licked them clean of her cum. “Mmmmm” Brooke let it as her father smacked her bottom once again. Of course, having to be on careful lookout for any sign of impending orgasm brought a touch of anxiety blowjob that likely worked to prolong the matter, as well.