Please may I cum, I beg.Yes My slave, you may cum now. I know how it feels to have Master shoot his load inside of your pussy. It is very hard not to ...cum with him fucking you my pet. Cum for your Mistress my pet. Let me hear your screams of release.Master continues to fuck me with hard demanding strokes. It takes only a few more thrusts of his cock into my pussy and I am screaming as Mistress wishes, yelling yes, I am cumming Mistress. Yesssss. Oh thank you very much for allowing me to cum for. Which would win out? I wondered.Thumb still wedged in her welcoming tush, I moved my fingers from her pussy to her clit and began to circle teasingly.“No? Are you sure?” I asked mockingly.“I — I don’t know!” she whimpered.“Beg me for it, slut! You know you want it; you want to know what it feels like don’t you?”She spread her legs wider, her whole regalia now on display, gaping at me, egging me on like a bitch in heat.“Ohhhh! Pl — please, yes! Please use the hairbrush on my naughty bottom!”Not. Beth's summer holiday, her last before college, had been dull so far. Herwalks around her farm had become increasingly routine, and so she decided tobegin exploring the woods around her house for more exiting walks. Her farmlay on the border of an old forest, and she could see the start of severalpaths from her bedroom window. One morning, with the sun already baking, sheset out. She was dressed in a light blue tank top with a picture of a sunflowerprinted over her tits, and a small pair of. Tamara's hot asshole tensed as he slid slowly through her crack, the tip of his cock drooling precum to slicken his movements.Gene tried not to jump and twitch as his penis ached for a warm hole. The way Tamara was positioned, her vagina was tucked too far forward to penetrate, wrapped with the curves of her sexy thighs. But her butthole was ripe and in the perfect position.He had covered his cock with saliva, ignoring the way Finch's young body was warm on his back. A finger drew down to.