Sexy Serena reaching new lesbian heights of pleasure

I'm the one who's probably gonna die, thanks to you," John said bitterly. "I was only trying to turn you back into a real woman again. That's all. But no," he added, slowly shaking his head, "You can't ever be a real woman again. Can you, Lisa? 'Cuz you're just a pathetic freak, with a weird-ass noodle-dick. And I feel sorry for you. But I feel more sorry for the poor schmuck who ends up in your bed next month. This is for him!" John hauled off and slapped Lisa's face as hard as he could. The side of her kissing head slammed downward against her pillow, and her cheek now had a red hand-print emblazoned on it. And she actually lost consciousness for a few moments. While Lisa was still lying there unconscious, John quickly reached out with both hands, grabbed the large puffed-out nipples on Lisa's small breasts, and squeezed them as hard as he could between his thumbs and fingers, before pulling upward on them, and trying to literally tear them right off her chest. Lisa finally came to, and started screaming in sheer agony. She shot her hand down into John's crotch, grabbed hold of his balls, and squeezed them as hard as she possibly could. John immediately let go of Lisa's nipples, as he let out a very loud groan, and just about puked all over her. His face was all grimaced up with pain, when Lisa finally let go of his balls, and then slapped him in the face very hard, just like he had done to her . John never saw the slap licking coming. But he sure as hell felt it. He rolled over on his side, instinctively holding both hands over his crotch. And he slowly kept on rolling, until he fell off the edge of the bed, and landed on the floor with a sickening thud. Lisa was still lying on the bed, and rubbing the palms of her hands against her sore big nipples--John had actually dug his thumbnail deep into her left nipple, and it was starting to bleed pretty badly--when she heard John throwing up all over the carpet, right next to her boots and pants. Lisa was so grossed out by the sound and the stench of John's vomiting, that she almost started to puke right along with him. But she somehow managed to keep her food and liquor down in her stomach. John eventually worked his way back up onto his feet. And he just stood there by the side of the bed, in a stooped-over position, butt-naked, with little pieces of vomit starting to dry on his upper lip pussy and chin. He glared at Lisa like some crazed lunatic. "What're you gonna do now, ass-hole? Murder me? Well, go right ahead, you fucking jerk!" Lisa screamed at the top of tits her lungs. The tears began pouring down both sides of her face. “AOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” : Pinkie waved her hands in the air as if holding a cowboy hat enjoin every moment of her new way of stretching her tit meat. I tell him to just head back to the Chateau as Dr. Ronda is coming to see me. John smiles. "You're going on a trip?!" they cried, save for Leah, who, well, you know. Sleep would protect me. This is serious.” Audrey snapped as the planchet settled it’s splintered tip on the letter ‘X’ and completed the phrase that some ‘ghost’ had pressed through the fabric of reality out tits into land of the living in order to convey. Your whore!" I’m just... happy.” Every time his sister pushed her hips backwards she put more pressure on John’s finger. I can’t wait to take off my bra. “She’s not even trying to hide it.” I whispered with a grin making her bite her lip and shake a little as she nodded her head no. Alex massaged the udder to get an even distribution in the udder. I pressed it pussy as deep as I could, my eyes fluttering. Then I pulled a clean diaper out of the drawer, placing it on my shoulder. He does not follow me around so much anymore. This was so much better than masturbating. Her arms were pulled up in an attempt to cover her boobs and she was fidgeting her legs as if trying to cross them. Her partner deflected, “Were those the two girls you know again?” The boy told me why he had stopped running listing kissing for the past 6 months. I felt horrible. Just as our first course arrived we were joined by a naked Carrie; licking apparently she’d asked to be told when we got there. Kohsoom led me to a second row of huts behind the first row, this row even more dilapidated and down-run. big “You still talk like a freshman. Her breaths started to become more pronounced. "You need lubrication," the older woman said. I raised my head back up. "Kiss each other," Katrina requested again.