I tried to throw Sophie off of me, but her hand was suddenly on my cock and a moment later she slid onto my lap and sunk every inch of my cock into he...r burning hot cunt. I froze there, sitting on the couch with my rigid hard cock impaled into the hottest, wettest cunt I’ve ever felt; Sophie Turner's. I had wanted this, wanted her, for so long and now I finally had her. I could hear Maisie cry and grunt in pain from the next door, but Sophie kissed me hard and whispered.“It is going to happen to. "They called me Miss Crespo," he said to himself ,shaking his head. "Iam going to kill Aimee, and how the hell is she paying for all this!"He looked down then at the receipt, and noticed he scribbled illegiblyhis signature on a line above the typed name of Antonia Crespo, and thenbegan to read the paper. He realized he signed off on a series ofgeneric line items that included deluxe spa treatment, wardrobeconsultation and procurement, fur salon services, full cosmeticsmakeover, hair sculpting. After maybe 10 minutes he began to grunt before climaxing deep inside me, I was loving it, having a real man breeding me made me feel like the perfect sissy faggot.After he had come, he pulled his cock out then standing at the side of my head he put his cock under my towel for me to suck, his cock was so warm, still hard and covered in his spunk, it tasted so good. As I sucked him clean and as I did I realised that there were others in the room. Again I felt a cock enter my dripping sissycunt,. But he'd chosen to go slow. Perhaps, just maybe, she thought, he wanted to win her rather than just take her. She hoped so, the next few days would probably tell. Then looking down at her breasts above the crossed forearms, she exhaled and lightly bit her lower lip nervously. The next few days will tell, she thought as she walked away.Christmas Eve arrived; they both had to work during the day until March's shut their doors at six in the evening. As closing time approached, everybody began to.