" A lie?" I asked, shocked. My anger began to fade."I told you that all of my feelings toward you were made-up, that it was all just a part of the fan...asy. Well, that's not true. I was just so devastated over losing you when I move away that I thought if I could convince myself that I didn't have feelings for you, that it wouldn't hurt so much. Because it does hurt, Kenny. Bad. But it hurts worse to think that you hate me. Please forgive me, Kenny." By now she was almost in tears.I stared at. We were now in a 69, along with his cock, his tongue was big, probing around my pussy and pushing itself inside. I was having trouble getting his massive dick inside my tiny Asian mouth, but I finally got it in. I tried to deep throat it, but I gagged every time. After what felt like ten minutes, I was extremely horny and wanted it inside my pussy.Before I was about to put it in, I asked him for a condom. He hesitated for a second, turned to his night stand and pulled one out. I ripped it. She'd never been fisted before. And, the thought was so disgusting that she found it a turn-on. She started to forget about resisting the boys' advances and decided that she needed to encourage them on a bit. “Come on then big boy,” she urged. “Put your money where your mouth is. Make me cum.”Drew moved his hand up to Diane's already stretched cunt entrance and swiftly inserted two of his fingers.“Oh yes, my darling! Finger fuck me so that I can cum again,” Diane moaned. Drew inserted two more. Some nice, uncomplicated pancakes sound really good today."Dawn stuck out her tongue, "Just for that, I'm putting bananas in them and sprinkling them with powdered sugar."Thule chuckled on his way into the bathroom, "Contentious creature." You'd better just hope I don't find any blueberries," called Dawn.In the shower, Thule took a few minutes just to relax. The hot water washed away aches that he couldn't remember the origin of. But, he really didn't have much time for such indulgences today..
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