I stayed pressed against his crotch, swallowing continuously, massaging him with the muscles of my neck as I slurped his base. He tasted like he hadn’t washed in weeks. I’d never tasted anything so decadent in my life. “Well, well, Fifty-One, you’re feeling friendly, ain’t ‘cha?” He laughed, stroking my hair. I nodded around my consumption, unwilling to relent even an inch of him. I’m just your filthy cum-slave, Master. Please reward me for being such a good whore! “I have a special task for you.” Master Two-Shot said, “I need you to give a friend of mine some information. If you make her happy, she’ll let you come. Does that sound fun?” I nodded excitedly, keeping Master’s amateur meat in my mouth. “That’s a good girl, Fifty-One. Now, I’m going to pull out, because you’ll need to answer some questions.” He withdrew, and I cried out in dismay. rough “Don’t worry girl,” Master said, soothing me back to complacency with a stroking hand, “we’ll fill up every one of your holes later.” Master moved out of the way, revealing the body-length iron-framed mirror behind him. There was a woman’s face in the glass. She looked familiar, but I didn’t know from where. She was a Cumshots high-elf, her hair nearly white, her lips sheened red, her hooped earring dangling from her pointed ears. She wore an extravagant cream dress split with a neckline that extended to her pelvis, revealing the enticing expanse of her silken belly, and the anal inner portions of her ample breasts. She could be my mistress if she wanted. “Prestira Rasloraca,” the woman smiled kindly, “I’ve been waiting to meet you for some time.” “She goes by the name Fifty-One Hardcore now.” Master Two-Shot said to the woman. “Oh,” the woman raised her brows, “I must commend you on your results, Captain. I thought her will would be stronger than this.” “She was tough,” Master chuckled, “but they all break in the end. Ask her anything.” Master pulled out a chrome cone from beneath his desk. It had a dull point, and was about six-inches wide at its base, and nine inches long. He placed it underneath me, the cold metal point pressing against my hot anus. I shuddered. I wanted to sit on it, to have its full length inside of me, to feel it stretch me until I tore, but Master kept me in the squatted position, and I had to obey Master. Punctuating his words, his hands clamped onto both Hardcore of her ass cheeks now, forcing her tiny body down onto his cock. When anal we got out to the car, I asked Steve if he had a good time Cumshots and what happen. I wasn't sure why. "It is good then that we came here. He was thicker and longer than my husband and smelled weird. Ideally this would be an outfit for the sluts I like to entertain, amateur not one for my mother. Bell is fully dressed now and has put on a black windcheater and a purple beanie and a black backpack. I moaned, rough licking his balls as he fucked my lover. “I'm going to spurt so much jizz into you.” June flew by as it always did. Then I hear her moans.