I feel very content having someone to take responsibility for me. I guess that Hardcore that was what was missing from my life in Wales. Today was pov to be different to my previous weekends with Jon. Jon had decided that we were going to decorate my bedroom. We went into town and selected some wallpaper and paint and then got started. Jon didn’t trust me with the wallpaper but told me to do the painting. Before I started, Jon told me to take my dress off; he didn’t want me to get paint on it. After we had been at it for about an hour I accidentally backed onto a wall that I had just painted, and I got light blue emulsion paint on my bum. Jon said that that gave him an idea, and he took the paintbrush from me and painted a blowjob bikini on me. He started with my pussy, saying that he had to get it before my lips got swollen and my juices made the paint run down my leg. It really tickled as the brush went over my pussy. When he’d finished, it looked quite good, I’m sure that unless you were quite close, you couldn’t tell that it wasn’t the real thing. I was looking forward to testing that theory, but wondered how long it would be before it started to come off. It took till late afternoon to finish the decorating, and after some food Jon opened a package had arrived by post that morning. It contained a dog collar and lead, a pair of metal handcuffs, some straps that would hold my wrists to my thighs, and 2 butt plugs. Jon told me that I had to wear the collar when blonde we went out that night. When we did go to a pub in town a couple of hours later, all I was wearing was teen a black dress, collar and shoes. Jon carried the lead, and put it on the table in the pub, but didn’t attach it to the collar. I think I might have been a bit embarrassed being pulled around by a lead but I didn’t get a chance to find out. I shoved that thought aside as I pistoned my hips forward, hammering my mother's cunt. The slap was really very hard. “Mmmmmmm, fuck I love it, I love that you’re still so hard for me.” I moaned with slanted eyebrows before I bit my lip, pushed my head against his and started to ride him faster. She looked at it, wonderingly. There was a lot of commotion and booing Hardcore from the crowd. There followed a strange session of annotated pinups. “How about we go and get those lumps of rock as you called them, stick them up our pussies and let’s see how strong your pussy muscles are Daisy.” As blonde Cathy moved forward and back with her hips, Jeff could see the pleasure mounting within her young frame. She quickly decided she had nothing to hide here — in fact her throbbing cock seemed to be bringing her even more attention than before — and she definitely enjoyed the stares it attracted. The expert trackers followed the tracks to each of the of the slaves hiding in what they thought was safe places. Once I finished I threw the core into the trash and pulled the back out of the can, tying it and grabbing the milk jug that was sat next to the trash can. “Don’t let her cum.” Harry said as he started snapping away. Violet was stunned by this sudden proposition, she liked last night well enough. The next few hands were interesting, to say the least. "Get your tongue up her ass and get it ready for our cocks. Thunders roared loud and threatening. I slowly tried to move my teen cock in and out of her again, but she grabbed my waist and pulling me down, told me to stop. It was an incredible sensation, far exceeding my wildest fantasies. Had all my perverted fantasies somehow spilled into my groggy blowjob mind, mixing up what was real with what I jerked off to at night? Fearing for his reputation, the captain agreed and officially broke up with Britney on the spot. The girls stared at each other, their grins growing. I told them it would be a little intimidating going by yourself the first time. She looked back at me with that smile that just wouldn’t go away, “Oh, yes Daddy go slow and please be gentle this time, that is, until you’re all the way inside of me then pound the shit out of me.” I pushed the head of my cock between her cheeks. With avid concentration, I fucked Nicole thoroughly and her orgasm hit right on target, just as I practically pov let out a roar and let loose a torrent of cum inside her. “Oh, Mr. Davies,” moaned Rita. And always is the same emphasis only on the physical – they want to see my breasts; they want to see my breasts; they want to see my breasts. She felt incredible around me. Her cunt squeezed about my shaft. I must have had the king of all silly grins on my face as I rejoined Peter.