Something had to give. My pokey screamed through all the rubber bands, shreddinglettuce everywhere, until it rested on the side of the handle. Amazing...ly therewas no blood from either the nails or rubber bands drive. 'Thank you, Mr. Jefferson,for helping this fat cow" and with Portuguese strength, Margarida skids pokeyback to his basement home. The next ten minutes taught me the intimate details of every nail in my Grade10 class. The blunt ones, the sharp ones, the long ones, all of them,. “It’s going to feel a lot better very soon,” he promised. With those words, he kissed down my body down to my pussy. “Spread your legs,” he said tenderly as he put his hand between them. I opened my legs, completely exposed to him. I felt a bit embarrassed, but that feeling disappeared as I felt his hot breath on my pussy lips. I quivered as he placed gentle kisses on my clit before he licked it. “Oh God!” I yelled as my body froze from the pleasure. “Please don’t stop!” I squealed as I gripped. I closed it but after sometime again he sent a request then accepted. this time he was full nude with the big tool in his hand. he said “see baby it is semi erected by listening about your body it stood like this if I see you it will stand longer”.And wanted to talk to me. We started voice chat. Really he was very masculine. We did lot of voice chat. First time in my life apart from my hubby I chatted erotically. He asked me to show me in cam. But I didn’t agree. I asked him to show his face.. I got Liv a digital camera. I was curious to know what she’d got me. She said simply, ‘Follow me. It’s in my room.’ Upon going into her room, she closed the door and turned to me, ‘Merry Christmas baby.’ ‘Thanks, Liv. You too. So where’s my present?’ She took a step closer and said cryptically, ‘It’s not something you can unwrap. Come here.’ She kissed me hard and dropped to her knees, unzipping my jeans. So this is what she meant, I thought. I should’ve guess-OH MY GOD! My cock had.