Three days days of freedom when she could work out her new relation with Maria and what to do with her brother petite without the ghost messing with her. "Yes, I am serious. I promise not to do anything for three days unless you ask me; this provided that I hear you beg the dog to fuck you now," the ghost said. "Deal," Ronja said. "Stick that cock into me," she pleaded. "Use that long dog cock of yours to fuck me like I am your bitch," she said blushing deeply. She was glad her face was turned away from the camera. "I am your bitch. Fuck me hard," Ronja said as she felt the dog lick her again. Actually it was not so bad talking like this, kind of sexy. She better make sure the ghost got black what it wanted so it could not say she cheated him. Did the ghost intend to sell the video of her and needed her to talk dirty to be able to make it convincing? What would it matter with the talk if someone she knew saw the video? Strangely Ronja realized that she did not care. Anyone watching could see that she loved the sensation of the animal taking her without her skinny doing any talking. Nobody would consider the possibility that she had been forced into the bondage gear against her will. "Yes take your bitch hard. Fuck me! Yes!" Ronja exclaimed. Roy small was up on her back again and Ronja felt the so very hard dog cock probe her opening. Actually, it was probing the wrong opening. "No lower threesome down!" Ronja objected. It was by her ass instead of her cunt. "This petite is just your lead. I also small took care not to push it too black deep to gag her. I could feel my pussy being stretched to its limit. "Why don't we chill out, Mr. Worm," Bethany mumbled to herself, quickening her pace. Suddenly there threesome was a feeling of being cunt-punched, followed by an amazing sensation of satisfying fullness. I trembled skinny as she drew back her hips. “ Why are you so bloody perfect? She said that they were proud of their ‘individual attention’. “Yeah,” Kora said, something like awe or jealousy, maybe in between the two emotions, thickening her voice. “Daddy’s feeling nice today, Honey, so you get to pick how I punish you.” I said, “Where does my baby girl want her daddy to discipline her?” You should slap me. Gloria’s story continued from Chapter 1