Jenny almost never lets anything crap in her mouth. If you're anticipating blowjob a shit-eating spectacular, this isn't it. She's said several times that doing so is not 100% out of the question, but there'd have to be either a staggering amount of cash involved, a beloved boyfriend and intense pleading, or a sufficiently powerful Dom with that particular fetish. As a little gesture, I'll tell you one time, back in Paris, I answered the buzzer in her bathroom and gangbang was asked to prepare some food, I think it was a bacon sandwich, by one of her many gentlemen friends. At that point he was wearing only work-boots and a steel ring around his slut cock and balls, which were suitably swollen to prodigious sizes. One sort of gets used to things like that. Jenny was on the floor, then, her perfect cunt desperately open and glistening, her hands cuffed in the small of her back, pinned by her own body, and that glorious hair, cherry red at the time, lovingly braided by yours truly, woven into the straps of a leather harness that lifted her heavy tits, each now crowned with iron hard nipples. Of course you know that her whole face was buried under his faeces. One could hardly make out where her features were there was so much of it, save her mouth, open under it, teeth and tongue plunged in human sewage. I, of course, would end up cleaning all that away, but that would be a treat. I am not sure I have ever seen her as excited, as ready, as turned on as she was there, especially as, when I turned to go to the kitchen, the gentleman resumed the activity which apparently had caused some burst of hunger; landing the tip of a riding crop directly on her clitoris with the sort of swing you'd expect more on a golf course than consensual fucking. Who knows what the game was. Maybe girl he'd keep thrashing her cunt until she'd eaten enough to scream. I never quite understood how anyone could see such exquisite beauty and decide to spoil it, but she seemed to enjoy it. That was a long night, they barely paused. Their sexy grunts and moans signalling orgasm after orgasm, especially hers. Back to Bray, and Jenny parked up. She took a small jar out of her handbag and daubed some light green paste into each nostril. Might not be enough, but better for the client if they didn't see that. The front door was open, as it always was when she'd come here. Many clients got awkward when discussing the business side of things, and that included something as simple as answering the door. With this client all the details were worked out with the agency, all Jenny would have to do is add any optional extras that cropped up during the job. Her heels echoed through the empty house. The foyer was a white marble, and the space was two stories high. More than once she had performed depraved acts on that floor, and knew it was a cold and unforgiving surface. “How can you do that?” “What?” I clamped my legs together and looked at the floor. Then I remembered: "Shit...can you help me look for Princess after you're done? Alexis couldn't get enough-" Alan was talking as he entered the room, but then stopped when he saw me. "Hey! Her persona was literally larger than life. He's in Texas which is two hours ahead of us, so he's probably passed out by now." I said just tell them that there’s a soldier going along for their safety. “I hope you’re ready, cause I’m gonna milk your cock with my fuckhole.” The masochistic stripper absolutely adored hanging by the ceiling suspended from her tits as a decoration doll. “We haven't spoken about him at all,” I said. “You have such a huge cock baby… Ahhhh…” I moans slut as I leans forward and taste my own son’s cock. “Could everyone please keep an eye peeled for an earring? She said “not very, just neighbors to Amy and Jen was at school mostly”. Rather than continuing the fire pointlessly at the city, they lowered the cannon and fired it straight at the oncoming demigod. It is a Sunday, so there is a lot of sexy activity. bathroom 2. “If three gangbang people want to marry each other, to form that bond that two people get to share, why not? Now they had discovered this secluded bar word was spreading and a new crop of tourists would make the trek out to join the backpackers for the evening. Finding that she was a little dry and his skin somewhat rough he brought his fingers up to her lips and she clutched his hand, sucking at his finger and using her tongue to thoroughly dampen it with her spit before he slid his fingers back beneath her lower lips to play with her clit, occasionally bringing his fingers lower to try to draw moisture from her vagina as she began to grow wet from his forceful touch. “Lucky fellow!” She sucked harder on Enora’s cock. At any rate, Jim had taken that afternoon off from work, so that he could girl pick me up at the airport, and drive us both back home. But a wank was always welcome. “Put me in the ground and I’ll find so much groundwater.” “Why can I do that?” I asked. If she returns, you might want to check with her, but I’m not sure she will be returning. “I think I'm going to get ready for bed,” she said when the blowjob movie ended, tired of teasing me. “It's getting late for your ol' mom.”