"I can see petite you want creampie to say something," I noted. "I'll let you say whatever you want and I won't punish you." "Fuck cumshot you, you piece of shit!" He screamed. "Get this fucking thing off me!" I chuckled at that. It was good to see there was still fight in him. It would only be more satisfying when I broke him. "Well, I'll take it off when I think you deserve it." I waited there while he fumed. "Didn't you say you have to go to the bathroom?" With that, he left his room. I called out after him, "You should hurry up, you don't want to be late to your classes!" I left his room Hardcore as well. The sissy took about Brunette half an hour in the bathroom. As he got dressed, he demanded one more time that I take the cage off him, but I denied. I just told him to get back earlier today. I don't think I had to worry about him telling anyone about what I had done to him. There's no way his dignity would allow him to tell someone that he'd been taken like a bitch. I laughed at the thought. "I have a surprise for you when you get back." And when I took in Magna’s carriage, I couldn’t help but notice that she was a bit overweight. I walked away from his hand cumshot and without looking down at him, I stepped forwards, the sideways so that my butt was right in front of him. Crissy Hardcore replied without thinking about what she was revealing saying, “Hey that sounds great, the water is really nice when we were in earlier.” Mom and Dad headed for their bedroom to change. We told each other so in many different ways, with and without words. My nipples throbbed against his hairy, muscular chest. A quick calculation, I owed the bank three seven fifty, thousand. "There is really nothing I want to hear from her. "Yes, that's right" Liz said nodding and kept looking straight at her son to make sure he knew she was serious. Brunette Sir, I’ve been a prisoner of the bandits for weeks.” Flynn squeaked softly. My jaw clicked as it swung open. After seeing several of the usual responses I noticed one from an older gentleman around 58 years old. Right then, I felt another wave of ecstasy resound through me like a timpani. “Show your mother and let her check,” he directed. We were quiet. His hands remained behind his head, exactly as they had been placed. Once free, I gingerly took hold of my penisin the way I felt most comfortable and began slowly stroking it, stopping very frequently so I didn't cum too soon. She could, however, be heard squealing and pleading for them to stop. Me: okay, let’s go. Obediently he arched his back slightly and picked up his pace, gasping and panting softly as he bounced on her cock, her balls slapping against his cheeks as her cock, slick with lube and pre, slid easily in and out of his well-fitting hole, his hands moving down slightly to squeeze her full breasts, pressing them tighter to her chest, the creampie softness bulging slightly between his splayed fingers. I’ve seen it destroy tougher men than all of us, Nicole included. She brought her fingers to her lips and made a ‘shooshing’ sound at me. “Oh c’mon dad! She could not quite petite reach so I bent down and kissed her on the lips. “Believe me, there is nowhere that you’ll be safe.”