Femdom Ball Busting Chearleader Punishes Boyfriend

I was leery because she even if she acted blowjob okay with me she hadn't yet talked to Amber. Maybe she was acting, playing a role before she let loose the lawyers on me. But if she was play acting, she could have won an Oscar for her performance in bed. She fucked me repeatedly as if I were a brand-new boyfriend. She finally relented and called Amber. “It's time to talk.” “God Chloe, I'm so sorry, I don't --------” “Shut up bitch, I didn't call you to hear some weak insincere excuses or apologies. Meet me at Gas Works Park in an hour, there I won't be tempted to kill you outright, too many witnesses.” She was standing beside the lake when Chloe came up to her amateur “Hey Cunt” she snarled. Amber looked as if she hadn't slept in a week, her hair, her face were ruins, her pose was timid, her aura as gray as the clouds. Amber heard antagonism in just the greeting, she was tense before Chloe arrived, hearing her speak drove sharper spikes of anxiety through her. She turned to look at her friend “I'm so ashamed Chloe, I'm so sorry.” “Sorry for fucking Mason or sorry that you got caught?” She kept her voice level, non-threatening but laden with anger, “You can’t apologize for being a slut, it's your nature, it's who you are, being sorry for fucking my husband doesn’t change that. To say so would be insincere, false. You like cock and you don’t care whose so why are you shamed?” Amber took the mean criticism and even though she wasn't as depraved as Chloe insinuated, this time she deserved it. “Because he is married to you. femdom I fucked him, I fucked up.” Chloe was carrying two Starbucks lattes, she handed one to Amber “Here, let's sit and talk.” They sat side by side on a grassy hillside silent, looking at the city across the lake while lost in thought. Chloe's mind was doing a happy dance because she was maintaining the facade of a crushed, angry woman. skinny Amber was still cautious but wondering why Chloe had brought her the latte, almost as a peace offering. “How long have you been stalking my husband?” “I never stalked him, I just took an opportunity.” “Okay, how long have you been waiting for an opportunity?” Amber looked at her friend and confessed “I tried to take him to bed about five months after he started dating you. I wanted fetish to, I made a pass but he missed it completely, he was just too into you. After that I accepted that he was yours but ever since you married him a little imp sitting on my shoulder kept hinting that I'd missed out on something good.” “You guys fucked three times, was it as good as you imagined?” “He told you?” Ginny just took her finger and wiped the cum off then stuck it into her mouth. When they got up to the hallway, it appeared that they would spend the night in separate bedrooms after all. It had been four years already since our first kiss and we were still very much in love. "Cum amateur Monica," he chanted, "cum honey, cum good." Another inch of penetration was achieved, and we both femdom felt the tip of the leathery dildo bump up against a fleshy barrier in my cunt. Then I reach up and pull down her top until her dress is crumpled around her waist so she appears almost naked. Brie grabbed one of her small breasts fetish and massaged it. My mother, the two MILFs sixty-nining with such wild passion, the uptight Mrs. Kang. “Daddy.” I sighed while I smashed my wet little slit against his leg and touched his lips with my finger. “Two, Mistress.” Brandon responded, with less of a yelp in his voice this time. I glanced at Elena, whose knitted brows and agape mouth almost gave her an expression of awe. A distrusting but all-the-same concerned face. His mind skinny constricted in her attraction. “I bet she does,” Dean groaned. If I believe your blowjob story, I’ll give you a present.” Presents were very rare in their household, but one thing Brianna knew for sure was that her grandfather was a man of his word and although she had no idea what the preset would be - IF her story was convincing - she was sure he’d keep his end of the bargain. It itched a little while she finished her shopping but the invis-skin patch Brenda placed over it kept it to a minimum. We really didn’t plan this part out. I felt another finger invade my anus. His prick hammered forward, driven by an urgent uncoiling of his muscular haunches. “This time it’s my turn to fuck you, come get this dick hard” Tyson demanded. A few seconds later, I felt my brothers hand trying to push my head down to his penis. “I can’t stay on.