Emma (thinking): Do it. Give me your fat load. Fill my belly with your cum. Give me everything. She pulls herself deeper when the back of her throat w...as hit with a hot blast of cum. Nowhere to go but straight down. The next few shots she caught on her tongue. Tasting the strong musky flavor. The most delicious and satisfying meal of her lifetime. Her throat undulating in sync with his pulses. There was so much cum. He has been saving up his entire life. Her hands feel his urethra, like gushing. "But you ‘always’ let me have what I want!" I know, but this is different. I'm going to have a shower, and then let's get some breakfast."I start to walk away."Ok, Daddy. Would you pass me that little pink bag from my case?"I go over to find the bag she’s asking for and pass it to her. Just before I turn away, she opens the bag and takes out a vibrator."What the hell, Sofia!"She sounds so calm about it."Daddy, I have needs, and I need this before breakfast. You go and have your shower."My head. I can assure you that you will never be mistaken for him. Come with me, if you please,” Alfred says, gliding away.Barbara groans and hurries after him. It’s not just Bruce; pretty much everyone is taller and has longer legs than she does. Alfred leads her to the workbench on a lower level. Cages are full of Bruce’s equipment. A pair of steel doors leads to his wardrobe. Not far away, the glass cases containing all the old uniforms are lined up.Barbara’s first one is there. It’s the only uniform. Ooh Daddy, you're leaking so much stuff. Are you gonna cum Daddy? I've never really seen anyone cum." As Mandy spoke her warm, moist breathe on the head of my dick was excruciating, a cross between extreme pleasure and pain. "Yeah, baby, I'm gonna cum. Especially if you keep that up." Mandy began squeezing a little more firmly and the action of her hand on my cock began to speed up slightly. "Let your hand slide down over the head so it gets some of my juice in it." Mandy's fingers slipped over.