“Shall we?” she asked.“Yeah,” I panted, my heart racing.Her nose twitched. Then she frowned. “Where’s my bedding?”“Your mom ... wanted... to ... wash them...” I panted, feeling out of breath from my exertion.Jasmine gave me a funny look. “Were you doing ... push-ups in here or something?”“Just ... trying to stay in shape,” I said. “You know, cardio’s important.”“Right,” she said. She grabbed a bottle of body spray. “Might want to spritz up. It’s a little ripe in here.”Fifteen minutes later, we. But quite suddenly, the muscleboy held his right hand high in the air and began giving Derek's precious ass a most vicious and hateful spanking, the whole time yelling "Bitch" and "Slut" and "Whore" at Derek. Zane continued to force Derek's face into the come on the floor, so that the two dominant hunks could only hear muted cries from Derek, who continued to do his best to finish Zane's semen.After about five minutes of this treatment, Zane and Bryce stopped their torture, went to the kitchen,. I’d forgotten how nice young pussy tasted and smelled. Like veal vs sirloin. I moved the fingers that had been in Connie to the entrance of her well. She wasn’t as wet as Connie, but her nectar had a thicker consistency, like 50W oil vs 30W. The fingers slipped in. She was tighter than Connie, too. Her head laid back and “Ooooooo,” escaped. She hadn’t pulled her legs up, was still laying there like a frog. That was okay with me because I could see Connie watching us through lust-glazed. "Daddy, please do my nipples some more. That felt really good."I suck as much of a tit into my mouth as I can, flicking the nipple with my tongue."Daddyyyyy, what's happening to me? My whole body feels like it's going to explode!" Just let it happen, Sweetie. You're going to have an orgasm, you're going to cum!"I rub a finger up her tight slit, from bottom to top, then apply pressure to her hidden clit. That triggers her. She stiffens, arching her back. Her eyes and mouth are wide open like.