PunishTeens - Goldie Gets Brutally Fucked and Destroyed

What . Why do you even have pasties? You’re skinny old. Old!” “Honey… I’m not that old. Do you remember the dress I wore to that last big recital?” Her mother petite asked, unfazed. “Uh, the one I made you promise to never wear again? That slutty, inappropriate-for-school, doggystyle tramp dress that your stupid udders were practically hanging out of? The one all the other teachers were gawking over?” “Mm, that’s the dress, you remembered,” her mother smiled teasingly. “Well, I definitely needed petals for that one.” “Well, I don’t ever need to hear about weird things you stick to your nipples, thanks ,” Emily said, making a face. “Some twenty-three years ago, you were just this weird thing I stuck to my nipples, you know,” her mother retorted, gesturing with her mug of coffee. “Mom. Mom Hardcore . If you really love me as your only daughter—” “You’re not my only daughter.” “—As your favorite daughter—” “Hmph. Well, fair enough.” “—You’ll stop tormenting me and just let me have the car, just this once. Puh- leeeease. ” “Can’t help you, cumshot kiddo—I need to go. Mr. Daniels called, he’s coming in late today. So, now I need to head over, unlock all the doors for everyone, and corral all of the stagehands. Why don’t you try and call Rebecca?” She looked back down at my limp dick, stuck out her tongue, lick the head and said, “No, sir.” His tough skin running along her long smooth legs, only to have him rip her skirt up, exposing the soft cumshot white skin of her ass. It was my own uncontrollable lust that took over me." “No, I have never been mad. He hurriedly pushed her over to the Hardcore end of a dresser until her legs were up against the end then put his hand hard on the back of her doggystyle neck pushing her upper body down onto the cold smooth stone top of the dresser. And as usual, when alone, he was in his boxer shorts and was reading a copy of Playboy Magazine. No one. This may end up being one of those polite events where they sat around and petite drank fancy drinks. “But we’re not in England, I’ve picked out your shortest dress for you to put on Em.” She was sore and exhausted from the physical exertion of sex with three men. Pamela's favorite black heels rounded out her burial outfit. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them. I rolled the window down to place the speaker on it and rolled skinny it back.