Manjula snapped irritably. Well, who can refuse a command petite like that? Tony let his Hardcore eyes wander, looking for a hot girl. He settled on one with long slender legs, her white minidress barely clearing the bottom of her ass. The dress clung to her chest, leaving the outline of her breasts plainly visible. cum As she walked by, Tony could see most of her back visible through a mesh, topped by a mane of straight blonde hair. Manjula hurried after the blonde. "Excuse me!" "Yes?" The blonde turned around. "My boyfriend was just staring at your outfit," said Manjula smoothly, to Tony's consternation. "I wonder if you could tell me where you got pov it?" "Oh, of course!" said the blonde small eagerly. She launched into a detailed discussion of brands and colours that made Tony's eyes glaze over. He suppressed the urge to whip out his phone. Manjula, however, seemed just as excited as the blonde. "Thank you!" she called out as the blonde headed off. Her fingers petite dug deep into her cumming pussy full of my cum powerful Hardcore seed. I train her to wake me from sleep. He looked down at my shiny boots, and started pissing on it. Every spurt of cum fired bliss into my mind. “What was that honey” she raises her left eyebrow and gives me a seductive look We were coming. After she put her skirt back on she checked the hallway and let him out. He smiled at her anticipation; she was already too used to this lifestyle. After finger fucking her ass to relax it a bit, I added a second finger to make more room for my small tongue and cock. She so badly wanted to retain her status as the honorable winged-warrior, but she couldn’t deny her newfound masochism. I notice the smell that I recognize, its pizza. Our one battery powered radio warned everybody that it would be days or weeks before power was back. I still don’t have heels. My cock, ready and hard for her, springs up. To be continued... I can't pov wait to see that in action!"