"Look, it's your business. I mean, if you want to refund a lot of money...."Mick felt trapped. "I guess I don't have a choice, do I?" he asked softl...y.Janet shrugged. "It's no big deal," she answered. "It's just until Eddie gets better." As Mick approached the box, Janet rose from her chair. She saw the suspicion in Mick's eyes. "The way I remember this thing," she said, trying to sound friendly, "I can help add good dancing skills to the change."Mick glanced at the image of Mandi. " Have you ever done that, Rosie?" asked Molly, shyly. "My mother says itcan be a laugh." "Never have, never will" replied Rosie. "and look at thetrouble it got your mother into!" Well I thought it was very disappointing," chimed in Maria. "So icky. Iprefer being kissed. And girls are so much better at that than boys." Sheshot a knowing glance at Molly, who flushed bright red and tossed herfiery ringlets in a mix of embarrassment and pride."I killed the last male who did that to me," spat. ” Carson couldn’t help it. He let out a moan, letting the door handle press against his hole, imagining it as the head of Carson’s enormous cock. He brought a hand to his crotch and unzipped his pants, releasing his swollen dick as he stroked himself, imagining how good it would feel to have that bronzed and veiny bod slamming into him--CRASH. The silver tray slipped from his fingers, and the rosé smashed against the carpet. Carson dropped to his knees, scrambling to pick up the shards.The. Xiong laughed as he slowly slid it deeper inside me. “Oh yes,” I whispered, my pounding clit taking over my helpless body. I held the stick between my legs and fucked it, much to his amusement. Xiong unzipped his pants and his hard cock sprung free. “You keep doing that,” he said as he masturbated in front of me. “Oh God, Xiong!” I whimpered, barely keeping my voice down. “My pussy needs you,” I begged him as I grabbed my breasts while he fucked me with his stick. I felt like his private.