I leaned into her, starting with little dry kisses on her cock. Faby sighed a soft plaintive “No ...”, which brought me to a stop. Once again her ...hand on my head said what her body wanted; it pressed me down to her member. I began to think that she was having an internal dialogue: her brain said that she shouldn’t do this, her body said she should. Her body was winning.Hands on my head, she languorously thrust her cock along my face. It felt smooth, hot and pulsing. I let my tongue run its. }`"Thanks," her dad said, starting the engine, anyway. "For nothing."+ + +"Don't you know anything about speed limits?" the state policeman asked. Two others had their guns trained on the occupants. The only thing that had stopped them was a roadblock."Of course I do, officer! And I've Never had a ticket before in my whole entire life!!"It's this souped up car!! It drives itself!! It drives me crazy!! I try to tell it about speed limits, but does IT listen?!! No!! No more than my *stupid *son. My sensitive nipples were searing. He just chuckled and said that I was becoming a good cock slave.Henry stood in front of the couch and asked, "Are you ready for some cockmeat to feed on"? I looked up at him and shook my head and say yes through the gag. He removed the cock gag and I said, "Please master Henry, I need to feel your hard cock deep in my throat. I need your hot cum to explode on my face and will eat only the cum you allow me to eat.”He grabbed the back of my head and shoved. ” Cassie suggested.“You’re driving.” I replied.Cassie pressed on the first video in her text messages.It was Lindsay in the shower, behind a glass door. Her hair was twisted up on her head and soap covered her body.“She really does have a nice ass.” Cassie commented as the camera moved behind her.“Yeah she does.”Lindsay turned around to face the person recording, holding her arms up over her breasts.“Put your hands down. Don’t be shy, you got nice titties.” Came a voice with a slight Hispanic.