Monday I stood in front of the kettle in the kitchen, my body aching from the battering it had taken the previous day, my short robe wrapped round me as I waited for the kettle to boil, and listened to dawn chorus wild birds outside. I was startled out of my daydream, as I felt a cold wet nose poke under my robe, and Hector’s tongue once again found my pussy. Knowing that my coffee would have to wait, as I saw that he was already showing, and knew we both had the same idea on the perfect start to the day. Obediently dropping to all fours, Hector mounted me quickly, and drove his cock deep into me, sending an orgasm throughout me in an instant. He seemed more dominant this morning as he fucked me; his head above mine, looking around the kitchen, as he took his bitch unapologetically. I was under him, head hanging down subserviently, happy to feel his cock inside me again. There was no question as to whether I was going to take his knot or not, as this time he forced it into me early and again pumped me full of his seed. After he had finished and extricated himself from me, he gave my pussy one huge, appreciative lick, almost as a thank you, before retiring to his basket with a satisfied look on his face, as I struggled to my feet and made my morning coffee. As I stood there feeling his seed trickle down my inner thighs, a devilish thought popped into my brain. Reaching between my legs I collected a handful of his seed, mixed with my own juices, and licked my palm, savouring the taste our mixed secretions. Once my hand was clean, I pressed it again to myself, and scooped out more of the mixture, allowing it to drip into my blowjob coffee, before cleaning the last droplets from my fingers. I repeated this a few more times, and then stirred it into blonde the Hardcore dark brew, and I can tell you honestly, I have never had a morning coffee that tasted so divine. Tuesday Hector had started his day just as he wanted, by fucking me first thing, as soon as I came downstairs, but today he seemed especially randy indeed. It seemed to me that no sooner had he finished, and I had cleaned myself up, he wanted to fuck me again. By early evening, it felt like he had fucked me a hundred times, and I had given up trying to clean myself up between bouts, enjoying the slutty feeling of being full of and covered with his cum. I had moved a leather footstool into the kitchen so that I could lay over it, supporting myself while he fucked me. As I was trying to get into a comfortable position over the stool, he once again mounted me, but this time, instead of him finding my battered pussy, his cock jabbed at my anal star. The sharp pain at my most sensitive spot caused a moment of panic as he jabbed at me, and before I could work out what to do, a white hot flash of pain shot through me, as he found a hole he could use, and drove his thick cock into my ass. I have enjoyed anal over the years, and have always loved that initial pop, as a guy’s cockhead pushes past my MILF sphincter muscles and enters my ass, but this was so much more primal. It felt like he would surely tear me apart, and draped over the stool there was no way I interracial could get away from Hector, as he repeatedly forced his cock deeper into my ass. Hector's watery pre cum, mixed with a lot of my juices from earlier sessions that day, made everything slippery enough for him to keep going, and he started to fuck my ass at a rapid pace, sending waves of pleasure and pain through me. Realising that he wasn’t going to stop, I relaxed and the burning sensation began to subside, and I resigned myself to enjoy his anal assault. Reaching between my legs, I rubbed my clit a few times, and felt his seed from previous mating session oozing from my body. As my orgasm hit, I must have tightened my anal muscles around him, as he let out a yelp of pain, and then started fucking my ass again with a renewed vigour. I could feel his knot banging against my ass cheeks, but thought "no fucking way he’s gonna knot my ass." Are there any other troops running orders here with me?” Morgan asked, thinking back to Jackson. “Oh, I do,” she moaned. “Dakota, she protects me. She just wants me to be aware if someone’s mind changes on big topics like being a Mother,” I tell her. Most of the students at Excelsior were rich kids that grew up with every one of their needs attended to, and it was exactly what they expected at this school, so when they didn't get everything they wanted, they would act out and torment everyone in their way. The conversations dragged on for some time. Throw? "Ohhhhhhhhh suck my pussy sis. She even laughed and asked “a little wet already, huh?” As she started to masterfully play with my dick things MILF got more intense. It‘s not only his tongue, it‘s his…cock…pulsing with each lick! The last daughter was the youngest. Some of whom were ones that had at one time been interested in a more permanent status with me. She definitely caught me looking a few times but she just shyly smiles at me. There was the blonde in the electronic store, her hair kept back but a sexy pair of black glasses. “You spoke to the owner?” Luci and I exchanged looks. Kissing and licking your arse cheeks has given me a roaring erection We found a table in a quiet corner and I asked her if she knew that her breast was exposed for most of the time that we were dancing. I nodded toward the storage compartment in the console “In there.” We all talked for a while and I believe interracial that my mother was ready to enjoy herself again and enjoy herself with her family. My right hand came off her ass, it moved up her back, up through the small of her back, up over the soft silky material of her dress, to wear the dress ended, I slowly found the end of the zipper and begin to bring it down. They found Momo with her head on the table, a true image of a broken soul. I know your niece Verity is going to sell her virtue for a lot of money---more money than I could raise or I would fuck her myself. She pulls her simple dress over her bulk. Now I had not said a word up to this point. But doing it? Don't move on too fast!" “Let’s go eat lunch. Oh...mnnn...oh, that feels good...!” This gave her the kick she was looking for. We exchanged text messages talking about where to Hardcore meet and we decide on meeting blowjob at a local blonde bar in a hour. Her pussy was so wet that it felt like I was in the ocean.