Her boobs were beautiful and looking so fucking sexy. I was looking at them and asked her, can I taste your big round boobs. She said, come on and ope...ned her hands wide, like inviting me to hug her. I hugged her fast that her naked boobs were being crushed hard.I started to move my hands around her boobs. We continued to kiss hard and I moved my head down and kissed her right boob gently without touching her nipple, she moaned softly. Soon I felt her hand was moving to my cock, she began moving. ‘So, are you a princess?’ She was a bit taken aback by his remark. Her costume was a pretty accurate reproduction of the one Billie Burke wore in The Wizard of Oz, complete with the tall crown she wore and the wand she carried. She’d spent weeks sewing rhinestones and pearls onto the yards and yards of pink tulle. All night long she’d been bombarded by comments about good witches and flying monkeys. She sighed. If he wanted to pretend he didn’t know who she was, she could play along. That’s. He was training her to deep throat. He was gentle and patient with her. Soon they were both moving like a well-oiled machine. He would thrust down slightly and she would bop her head up to take his girth. His balls would touch her nose. She took the whole thing. He was loving it and in a sexy lusty voice was saying“That's it, you got it right. Now suck my cock, bitch! You're making me so fucking horny. You going to show your boyfriend your new technique?”All she could do is nod her head yes. One of his favorite kinky writers once wrote a story about a toilet slave permanently installed in a secret basement room with the drainpipe from all the toilets in the house feeding into her mouth in such a way that she could not refuse to swallow the raw sewage. A pipe jammed up her asshole, and a catheter up her pee hole, led down under her, and into the real sewer drain for the house. Unfortunately, such a construction project was way beyond his ability. He replied: > FROM: Guy .