I tasted her with my tongue, then a little bit more before I stuck my tongue between those slippery folds and into her waiting cave. I lost all reason... as Chantelle returned the favor by licking my slit and clit.I sensed something heavy above my head before I saw Paul’s cock hovering above me. He pushed it between my face and Chantelle’s pussy. I dropped my head and Paul took his dick in his hand and touched it to my lips. I opened my mouth and swallowed his beautiful manhood. Again, I was torn. They’re with you for the fame and money you’ve got. They know what they have to do to get it. And they know that you know. Don’t fall in love with a chicken-head and expect loyalty or kindness from her. Don’t get her pregnant either. She expects money from you, and a good time. And she knows her ass and tits are the only reason she’s along for such a fun ride. There you have it, an agreement. A lot of people look down on chicken-heads. I don’t. I know what to expect from them and they from me.. Mai apni story shuru kar raha hun. Kuch time pahly ki baat hai meri mausi ki ladki hai jiski umar mujh say choti hai hum akasar milty they per kabhi dimag uskey liye galat khayal nahin aya ek kabhi vo hamary ghar ati thee rahny kabhi mai jata tha ek din vo hamary ghar aye vo hamesha skert pahnti thee mai dopahar ko balkoni mai betha tha vo aye boli ki aa mai tera sir dekhti hun mainy kaha theek hai mummy nichey dhoop sakeny gai thee kuonki sardiya thee or hum 2nd floor per rahty they mummy. But still, it was fascinating to stand there watching Otto stroke his cock, and knowing that when he came, it would be a truly huge and impressive sight to see (as well as consume)!Nothing was said between the two of us as Otto stood there stroking his cock, but eventually, he began quietly moaning, as his orgasm was approaching!Then, when Otto did start ejaculating, he began to moan much louder, and I could see from the expression on his face, and the tone of his voice, that the orgasm was.