She could feel her top tear as he yanked it open to paw at her breasts. Roughly mauling her giant tits once he set them free. Wendy moaned with pain and lust. Inside the old man chuckled each time he thrust his cock deep in the gagging sissy’s throat. He had a handful of Ian’s hair painfully grabbed on each side of his head and was roughly BDSM face fucking the wimp. Ian had tears in his eyes from the rough treatment. “Ah! I’m going to cum. Don’t swallow yet,” the tall man ordered. “Hold it on your tongue so I can see.” Then he was spurting inside Ian’s mouth. Obediently, the sissy didn’t swallow. Opening his mouth to show the old man. Trying to ignore the warm, disgusting, slime on his tongue. “Ha! Good. Wonderful. You really are just a sissy.” The old man watched Ian. Gloating in his japanese mastery of the younger man. Savoring Ian’s humiliation. A stranger’s jizz pooled on his sissy tongue. Finally he put his cock away and zipped up his pants. “Swallow.” The man walked out as Ian gulped down his jizz. Outside, Wendy gulped down her own load of cum. The fat man chuckling and groaning his way through an orgasm. Then he just zipped up his pants and walked away from her without another word. Leaving the cum dumpster there in the alley with the rest of the trash. Later Grant’s date laughed at the pathetic pair. Wendy and Ian were naked. On their knees in Grant’s back yard. Their asses were in the air and cheeks pressed to the mud as the blonde sprayed them with chilly water from the hose. Holly opened the door of his BMW 4x4 and putting herself into position outside her head on the car seat and her rear facing out she smirked and said. “I will breed you my Queen! It was heavenly. Ensuring that all the jewelry was still in his pocket; Carl picked up and folded the japanese wedding dress while Derrick grabbed the lingerie and shoes. Megan. The tightness of her cunt, the passion of her cries and the heat of the moment made his nuts tighten. I didn't want to get her pregnant. You’re amazing and confident. I stood before Yavara and Brock as the Dark Queen Alkandi, as beautiful and terrible as I was in my prime, the only difference being Zander’s cock standing in place of my pussy. The corruption isn’t a curse; it’s god insulting me for my hubris.” “How much do you want to bet that I can have you on the floor tied up, so you look like a calf at the rodeo. I said that I was a little concerned BDSM that we would be naked out in public in an area where there would be quite a few policemen. Own it. The native warrior eventually relented and backed down. If you truly want to be in control, you MUST understand the trust it takes to safely maintain that control.” There was a tinge of blood pooling at the right corner of her mouth and dribbled down her chin. “She's got that naughty glint in her eyes and look...