I stood up, my dick thrusting hard before cumshot me, staring as the hallway filled up with more and more girls. Krystal, taking off her clothing, shook her head in amazement as she stared at those exposed tits. “Jesus, Aurora, how many girls did you talk to?” “Most of them,” she said. “There are quite a lot the hotties at our school. Then I talked to the boys, too. You got your own gay army of protectors.” “Gay masturbation army?” I growled. “I'm not into blowjob guys!” “I didn't make them gay,” Aurora giggled. “Vince did. But you need this. The government is after you.” I swallowed, looking behind me at the three NSA agents interracial Hardcore waiting for me to give them orders. “Fuck me,” I muttered. “No, Master, you need to fuck me!” Paris moaned. “Please, please, you promised me!” “Shit,” I muttered. My thoughts reeled. The hallway was full of girls calling me Master. There were so many of them. A sea of sex slaves. Sam came up beside me, her body flushed. “Don't worry, Justin, I'm here. Let's attend to your whorish sex slave's wanton needs, and then we shall figure things out.” “Yeah,” I said. A plan. “Fuck me,” I muttered again as I fell to my knees. An entire student body of girls who loved and worship me? The thrill of that swept through me. I grinned as I lined up my cock at Paris's cunt. To be continued... They deserved pure girls, not whores like our mothers. Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come home with me. I could give them a meal, cumshot a change of clothes and a warm place to sleep. I lifted myself up a little bit and she pulled them down off my legs, tossing them on the ground by the bed. My dick throbbed hard and I groaned with Mr. Mondale. She shivered as a glob of cum plopped out of her pussy it pooled at the bottom of her panties which had already been soaked with cum. “How does it feel to be bred by our husband.” There I was on my hands and knees with her sitting on my backside pissing her pants and Trevor’s dick was now my meal. I urge everyone to go back to the jobs that I Hardcore assigned them, except for Dakota. Realising the barman is flirting with her June relaxes a interracial little and flirts back, each sip of the drink making her feel blowjob warm inside. I wondered how many naked girls he’s seen in the back of his taxi. He groaned loudly, as he began to shudder, obviously pumping his load down her throat. The music was insanely loud; it was a miracle these kids even attempted to talk to each other. Stefani growled around my brother's cock. Sonja started jumping up and down. The next morning I asked Ethan what had made him so horny at the party and he shocked me a bit by telling me that it really turned him on when my breast got uncovered and people looked at me. She was an expert cock-sucker. The dean said there was hardly anything he can do about our situation. At least I have made no contribution to you losing it. we will issue the prize." What was so bad about squeezing masturbation one out now and again? Ace can you..." Ares boasted as he again stalked toward Ephus. I push my boobs into my bra and snap it shut. "Awww, look at him. She sucked her sour musk off of it, her dark eyes glassy as they stared up at me. She moaned, making such obscene sounds as she loved my dick. Greta nodded her head, looking away from my husband. I won’t even leave a drop behind,” she reached down and grabbed my crotch, “no matter how much you cry and beg me to stop.” I moved myself onto my knees while she rolled over onto her knees and stuck her butt in the air.