She leaned forward and kissed the head . bhaiya please she said . the conductor held her head and pushed his cock in . she started gagging with the co...ck only half inside . she licked his shaft . Her she was sucking the dirty monster dick of a conductor in the corridor of a bus on her knees . she started rubbing her pussy as he began fucking her mouth " you truly are a slut randi" he exclaimed " ." now ill fuck you senseless" he said . He made her stand up and walked her to the double. I had my head off to one side just to breathe. He pounded faster and faster. Our flesh slapping echoed in my bedroom. I began to beg V to pound me harder. Harder he went until he expunged his juices inside the hole he bore in me. I enjoyed how electric he felt twitching as he released. He collapsed on top of me. His warm body felt good. I told V he could do that to me anytime.V ended up staying the night. We slept very little. V recovered quickly and he fucked me three more times over the. Bethany Michaels: Kristie Weathers’ daughter by a man who, according to her husband, had never even learned he had a child. Bethany Michaels: that husband’s stepdaughter, sexual plaything, and now co-conspirator in his campaign of ravishing her schoolmates, up to a half dozen so far, and counting. And Bethany Michaels: Leo’s own patient, and more significantly, the object of his most frustrating case of sexual envy. Her lovely face bore a calm and demure aspect, and her conditioning under Track. An ache she'd only felt with men in this state and in no other - the unending silence and stillness.The perfect juxtaposition that made her few moments with them delicious: her self-awareness, her body warm and receptive to touch, their loss of awareness, their bodies cold and numb, her body capable of movement and manipulation, their bodies compliant, immobile and vulnerable. Vulnerable as calves caught in deep mud.She learned from their bodies and explored their bodies, grew familiar, kissing.