And there it was, pulsating hard cock just a few inches from my face. I involuntary licked my lips and he misunderstood that:-Oh? Young bitch want to ...lick my cock? Good. So, lick it! – he said and pressed my head so cock came onto my lips, and I had to open my mouth. It was normal cock, not so huge, but for me, as it entered my mouth it was biggest thing ever, and I gagged. He pressed harder, and cock head slammed on my throat, and I got an urge to puke. He just laughed, but he stopped the. So, if there was a diamond in the rough, she wasn't having much luck finding it. She was doing hair as her final touches before she headed out.“You really think I look beautiful though?” Sasha asked.“Yes. If he doesn't think so, then he is a moron. No B.S. either,” I replied.“You can say 'bullshit'. It's OK if you curse just every now and then. It's just I don't like when people continuously curse,” Sasha said.“OK then, if he doesn't think you are beautiful, that he is a moron, no bullshit,” I. I don’t understand at all, your not acting, this is like who you are at the core. Well honey, leaning next to him at the counter. Its like Nascar. Those drivers started with playing with matchbox cars. Then building Lego cars. Then Model cars. Then driving grandpa’s truck (thinkin back to grandpa, -Anyways, Back to the story). Before you know it those driver’s have a brand new machine to race around in. My skills allow me to drive my hubby sort of speak. You know if those driver don’t. "Get down here and lick us both!" Connie hissed.Emily didn't need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lips explored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia - or as much as she could reach - and finally moved between two swollen clits.It was there that Emily was in her glory, and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink.