With a loud groan from my mouth, wads of cum spurted forth from my dick, landing on her chin, between her breasts and everywhere in between. It felt so good, so right to cum on her like she had pleaded and the intensity of my orgasm was enormous, me almost fainting before my pupil. I closed my eyes, sighed deeply and opened them up again. There she was, splattered glasses with cum, beaming with a smile and looking straight at me. "Sooooo, Mike, what'cha think? How was I?" "You did great, Val, " I said leaning over to kiss her with a vengeance "ready for phase number two?" "You bet, sir!" A warm sensation on my clit pulls me from the brink of exhaustion, dragging me through a haze back to reality. Every nerve in my body seems to react to his mouth as he tastes me. I glance down and see him between my thighs, staring up at me with a ravenous hunger in his eyes. I claw at my sheets as his mouth devours me, exploring every inch of my defiled sex. His tongue, ferociously probing my insides before making it’s way back to my pleasure button. He slips a finger into me, pumping vigorously as he continues his oral assault on my sensitive nub. A familiar sensation overwhelms me. I'm dangerously close to release when he suddenly stops. He pulls away from me as the orgasm that had been building fades to a dull ache. “You’re not getting off that easy” he growls “you don’t get to cum until I tell you, and I’m not done with you yet.” He orders me to stand beside the bed facing the door, I obey without question. A shudder flows through me as his fingertips caress my spine while he unlaces my corset. I watch the fabric fall to the floor. It's absence leaving me completely exposed, vulnerable to whatever beautiful perversion he wishes. He kisses the crook of my neck as he wraps his arms around me, his hands exploring my body as if memorizing every inch. His right hand finds my breast, kneading the pale flesh while pinching the rosy pink tip of my nipple. He nibbles on my ear as his left hand wanders down my stomach, dipping between my legs as his fingers spread me open. I moan as he begins circling my clit, every so often slipping a finger into me. He rolls my swollen pearl between his fingertips, the sensation overwhelming me. "You like that baby?" he whispers in my ear. Unable to speak I nod and continue to moan as a familiar tingle stirs within me. His hand leaves my breast, encircling my throat as he continues playing with my pussy. I lean into him "Daddy please, I'm so close!" My knees begin to weaken as he pulls away from me, once again feeling the orgasm begin to drift away. "Turn and face me" he orders. I turn to him to see him stroking himself. “On your knees.” he says, his voice unnervingly calm. Fear begins to overwhelm me as I remember the brutal japanese throat fucking I previously endured. I shake my head violently “Daddy please, please don’t make me do this” my voice quivering “I can’t.” “What do you mean, ‘technically’?” Lena replied pouting her lips in growing frustration at ‘Amélie’s’ continued evasions. Without batting an eye the man nodded. The moonshine had turned mom into an all out slut and she had pretty much drained all of our cocks but she still wanted more. “Please, no buts,” I said. After she’d returned to normal she sat up and said, And last but certainly not least, I would love seeing you model some of those uh, um things in the closet upstairs. He tried to catch White Queen. “Don't you want my performance to be majestic?” I hit the COMPILE button. His next thrust broke a rib as it skewed sideways, but it was enough. She also asked the nurse to collect 5 glasses vials of blood to runs several tests. One of those Dyson ones where a lot of the parts are made of transparent and brightly coloured plastic. I thought you were some kind of Royal Princess. I didn't have to force myself to be something I wasn't. “Bantha fodder,” I shot back. Sorry mate, but we have to be going.” He turned to me and said, When many minutes passed and nothing had changed, I began to become concerned. I can hear her grunting, moaning and whining through it, but its muffled. However, although sex with Breanne--- and sex with Breanne AND her sister!--- was greater than anything I could’ve imagined, my heart still belonged to Sami. I winked at my Angel of Illumination while my Angel of Sexuality grabbed my cock. The talking, japanese the politicking, and the giddy supporters just wanting to take a picture with me went on all afternoon. I wish it was that easy.” Not selfish things.” Is it true that you’re married to Miss Lucille?” Her arms snaked around my neck.