His own daughter! He's my husband now!” She straddled my face, pressing her black-furred muff against my lips. Her wet pubic hair tickled my nose and cheeks. Her spicy cream flowed into my mouth. I groaned, stroking her thighs as she settled on me. “I'll suck his dick clean of his daughter's juices!” hissed Tamara Blowjobs as she leaned over me, pressing her firm breasts into my stomach. She rubbed the crown of my dick against her cheek. “I'll do that for my new husband because I love him! Now just shut up, sit there, and watch how a real husband loves his wife!” “Yes!” I snarled. “Listen to her! She's my wife!” My thoughts burned. I groaned into Tamara's pussy. My hands clenched her thighs. Then the pain passed. I'd rewritten his thoughts. I felt him watching as his ex-wife slid my cock's spongy amateur tip to her lips. She never moved. I try to fight through the pain, but no matter what I do it won’t disappear. After it was all said and done, he stood up, wiped his mouth, and we said our goodbyes for the night. Do you have anything for me to sign? You may kiss your daughter-bride.” I heard a knock on my window. Holy shit, they were big. She steadied herself against the shelving, his thrusts threatened to unbalance her, and she was unsteady as it was. Next she felt probably the same person cup her breasts over her bra and was certain they could feel her rigid buds underneath the thin fabric. Getting into their homes was surprisingly easy thanks to a little magical lock-picking. He was nearly out the door when her quiet "Ahem," brought him out Blowjobs of his daydream. Surprisingly, Nora began to mirror amateur Rachel, and she started to lick Rachel’s clit. Demoness of lust and deceit! The two men now took it in turns to fuck her mouth and pussy. I started to push into his ass. So she leaned over, and softly whispered in his ear, "Come on, Baby. Zipping I fished my flaccid penis out then waited. “Nova!” she whimpered. Finally her phone rang.