I want the truth. I’ll give you whatever the hell you friggin want, just tell me one thing. Tell me that you don’t love me anymore, that all those... feelings we shared for 7 years are gone. Tell me that this isn’t some joy ride that you’re on and that you truly love him more than you love me!’ Though I had started out calm, by the end my emotions were showing. I wanted to know the truth, but I also didn’t want to know. I didn’t want to hear that she loved him. I didn’t want to hear that she still. A week later I heard a knock at the back door. I figured it had to be her. She is standing there with just a bikini on. She just came right into my living room as I just stood there. I ask her, “What do you want?” “I was bored and I figured I could come over and dominated you.” she replies. I reply, “I told you it was over.” “No it isn’t over.” she yells out. She starts to lower her bikini so I now can see half of her ass. I begin to play along with her and begin to tell her how much I wanted. "yeah you slut, take my dick. take it all down" he started to fuck her face faster and harder. his entire cock dissapearing down her throat, his balls slapping her chin. she gagged alittle and the boy only went faster. he was loving this. he started to moan and exploded into her mouth without warning. Britney didnt expect so much cum. "swallow it bitch. every single drop". and she did. he pulled out of her mouth and started to grope her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing them. he told her to. Body turned toward her, breast to breast, she leans her head on her shoulder and keeps watching. Four eyes glued to the screen. Sara keeps lapping. The pale man guides the puppethand under the girl’s chin and lifts her up. She lets the robe fall away and stands fully nude before the sitting figure. Pushing forward from her calves, she straddles the puppet and guides its upturned cock into her cunt. ‘Nnh,’ she presses her forehead against the puppet’s absurd tongue, which pushes against the.