Much to my shame, I remember thinking, even as I agonized over his embarrassment at being displayed nude in front of me and these strangers, 'My god! ...He's hung like a horse! My baby's become a real stud!"Perhaps it was the years of pent-up lust with no good outlet, but I felt my pussy getting wet, while my heart nearly burst with pride at the way he stood tall amongst those men, not cowering or trying cover himself, just watching them, as if looking for an opening."There ain't nothin' here. .NO!" She nodded her head then said, "What if I told you there are women who would give you a nice tip if you would cum on her face then lick it off?" I asked what she meant by "nice tip." She thought about it and said, "Well we could have a going rate for that then Peter. Let's say $50. What do you think of that?" I thought it over. "I guess I could try that out. What if there's lots of cum. You only have one shot on your face Gloria. I shot much more than that into your mouth." She. You scramble to your hip for your handgun and nearly lose your grip, but ha, its still in your hand. You aim at the handle and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is jammed between the house and. ” Ms. Brendan sighed, as she leaned back against the toilet door. The space was small, so Donna had to spread her legs just to be able to bend over to lick Ms. Brendan’s breast. This caused her short jeans skirt to become rather uncomfortable, so when Ms. Brendan ordered her to pull it down, she eagerly did so.“Now finger yourself again ... slut,” Ms. Brendan whispered as she smiled and looked into the eyes of the lovely Donna looking up at her, licking her breasts.“Wow, she got me doing this.