“Master!” she cried, achieving her orgasm. Holy shit, if I don’t put her down now, my sphincter will blow out. I (rather ungracefully) dropped her onto the bed and looked at Sonja. “Your turn, but I don’t think I can hold you up.” She didn’t seem to mind and she rushed to the wall and put her hands on it, leaning over with her back to me like I was performing a cavity search. She clearly wanted it in her favorite position and was wagging her tail as an invitation. An mature idea came to me. “Actually, Sonja, how about you move in front of the window?” She didn’t understand and didn’t really care. She moved to the window and I took her from behind. Her face melted into a perverse smile as I penetrated her, grabbing her by the hips and beginning my onslaught of clam slamming. She looked into the window, giggling at the sight of her own reflection. It was for that reason that I had told her to move to the window, as now I could watch her downright ridiculous breasts swing and clap together every time I forced myself in. Watching them in the glass, those two tan melons bounce, I almost became angry. It just wasn’t fair how sexy she was, no one has any business being this fucktastic. I wanted to bully those glorious tits like in bondage porn, put some clothespins on her nipples and whap them with a yardstick. Then her fluffy tail would sweep in my face and brush those dark thoughts aside. She was too sweet and innocent for stuff like that, and that was why I loved her, because she was a big glowing sun of happiness. At the very least, I leaned over and grabbed her tits, holding onto them like handles as I rode her like a Harley. She liked it when I played with her breasts, especially during sex. She looked at me with a smile and blushed. “Master, you know how sensitive I am.” I started patting japanese her areolas, slapping them with just enough force to energize the nerve endings and make her shudder. “And that’s exactly why I’m playing with them.” I then pushed her forward, up against the window. I continued slamming into her like a battering ram, letting her tits knock on the cold glass. She shivered from the chill, her areolas kissing the windowpanes and feeling the autumn bite. There was condensation on the glass, from both her breath and the sweat on her skin. “My, my, look at how hard your nipples have gotten. They’re almost like strawberries.” I teased her, gripping her tits japan and pressing her nipples to the glass, just to see how large I could make them. “That’s because it’s Master,” she panted, suddenly looking embarrassed. I old leaned forward and kissed her on the shoulder. “But you know, more than your tits, I think what I love most of all are these soft puppy ears.” I started nibbling on the furry flaps, bringing up Sonja’s voice even asian higher. I snapped from my sexual fugue state, and looked up to see three massive masts approaching us at intercept speed. Frank',s staff arrived led by Mrs. Johnson, his lead agent, followed by two younger agents. There was more than a hint of electricity in the air. I let out a squeal. “Yes, yes, you love his asian cock, slut-teacher!” Aurora moaned between rimming licks. The more they discussed each other, the more the sparks flew. I pulled out a few in turn. This Count was pulling out all the stops to get me there. "AAAGGGHHH, NO NO NO STOP STOP PLEEEEASE, NOOOOOO!" My eyebrows old knitted needfully, and my lips panted their desperation onto Julia’s lips as I grinded along her shaft. Carmela said Daddy the Russian has the girls safe and on the way to the club and has four more japan bad guys. The three women took a moment to just look Tom over. “Dammit, I will have to stay down here, I am not getting fucking trapped upstairs. “You’re right.” “F… Fuck baby…” I groans. Like, I can try once or twice, but my parents are too busy, and I would feel too guilty asking Nicole to keep driving me places.” Wave after wave of small mature orgasms rolled through her. Dave’s eyes went wide japanese at her words.