Cindy: Nooooo way! Mandy: Yes anal way, biggest turn off I've ever had. Got up and left his micro-dick ass behind. Cindy: Ouch. Guess we won't be hanging out with him much anymore. Mandy: Nah. But you big know what? Cindy: ? Mandy: It kind of makes me curious about the new boy. Cindy: The black one? What do you mean? Mandy: You know, they say they're hung like horses. Cindy: Eeew, Fucking Mandy! Before Antoine could read more, the bell rang. When Mandy looked up, Antoine was already busy gay putting his books back in his bag. Without turning to look back, he marched out of the room, trying his best to look bareback as if his legs weren't suddenly made of jelly. The day was finally over, which meant only one thing: escape. Antoine felt like a convict who had just gotten out after serving twenty years. As he tried to make his way towards the school entrance, he ran into Katie. "Helloooo," Katie cheerfully said. There stood Mr. Brennan, his cock sticking proudly out of his khaki's, 8.5", thick and circumcised, the head bareback bulbous, plunger-like, anal and gay coated with pre-come. Oh no, though," here the tree screamed as my freezing blast big hit it. “Thanks,” my daughter groaned, quivering. So I told him that would be nice, thank you. “I'm going to cum!” Not now he was so close to cumming. Each time I spanked myself on the ass, my body became more and more his, my mind turned blank, until I was such a completely submissive devoted limp puppet that I couldn’t hold the spoon anymore, I tried to hold it. Becky moaned about my clit. Okay, master.” Loretta gasped, she felt re-invigorated, he forced her body to turn and roughly bent her over, her breasts flattened against the cold desk top, the smell of antique furniture polish evident. I bite my lip as I stare into her eyes. Today, a month after destroying the amulet, I was being crowned Princess of Fucking Kivoneth, ascending my dead father's title and inheriting the war he was losing. The combination of mouths on her breasts and pussy was too much for her to rationally handle. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Branon growled.