“Goddamn, I love you, Tania,” I moaned as she worked her pussy back farther and farther down my cock, taking over half of it before she couldn’t slide down it any further without her mouth losing contact with her sister’s asshole. Mature sex The booth creaked. “It’s Friday.”
Tomorrow was our first day at the Catholic college. Her small breasts rubbed on my bare arm through her blouse. They moaned. “You’re the best, man. “Master!” moaned Tania. “Oh, yes, Master.” The bed creaked. Both my sex slaves kept their hair in it, giving delicious handlebars to hold while fucking them. “Ladies,” I said, opening up the car and helping my sex slaves out. They were Bluetooth controlled. To ten. So pretty.”
“Thanks.” The girl looked down. She fell to her knees behind me. A wild delight that had my head swaying. And soon my harem would grow.
