The slippery belly pig dick wiggled inside her. The tip quickly found her cervix. It started into her uterus . It was as difficult an entry as the first time. The plunging, twisting cock moved deeper inside her uterus. The fluids were starting now and the first clear thin stage of pig cum began to pump and flow. It made Valerie cum while she ignored the sting of her cervix opening up. Curley stepped up closer and had all of his cock folding and bending to get all of him inside her. He buried in her with japanese a couple of more twisting lunges. Valerie had all of the two foot hog penis into her vagina, through her asian cervix and was now pulsing, twisting, and cumming in her womb. In addition to the undulating motion pig cum was pumping into her. Not the fertile stuff yet. Curley was still working on unloading the thin, sterile fluid into her. His cock was firmly planted in her, The eight inches into her vagina was pushing the rest of the sixteen inches past her cervix. All that twisting, curling cock was flinching around in her uterus. There was very little physical movement from Curley, just his cock spasming inside her fleshing out her very womanhood with pig penis and constantly flowing pig seed. Motion stopped for a few moments. The the stirring started again. This time Curley was releasing his fertile, thicker cum into her in spurts that would last maybe twenty minutes as the pig cock spiraled, twisted, and twirled. Valerie was losing a sense of control as her whole tummy contracted in orgasm after orgasm. The narrow width of the pig cock was tight enough in her cervix to prevent any leakage. Curley was almost motionless as he worked his cock inside her. “Why don’t we just, like, boot him out?” The dumb redhead piped up. She accelerated instantly and was off around the rink with an elegance and efficiency that made it look effortless. “People are going to notice us, Master,” yowled my first sex slave, the lamia scampering before me. “Holy shit Justin, why don’t you throw in the fucking sink while you’re at it,” Nisha remarks. Mellos commanded bowing up toward him, "fight me. Let's see if you're really strong enough to defeat me!" Well, if you want, I can show you how to get a different background. I’d come this far. The undergarments and scarf were white, sheer and frilly enough to pass for expensive lingerie. At this belly point, I had already figured out that a finger up my ass felt really good while I was stroking my cock, and it made me cum even harder. She stubbornly shook her head as stinging tears budded from her eyes. I felt the cameras and the audience watching me in breathless anticipation. If she knows too much she asian won't be able to act normal around him, and that won't be safe, so be patient, trust me, and let me handle this. The atmosphere from the beginning made me want to dress better, look better and act better. The bows were pretty simple and the arrows were japanese old, target-style ones with regular feathers, but they were fun to use. Those words she had said to me as we danced together on the wind meant everything. Please!” "Where do we go from here?" And since she already taken the plan B pills…