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“Bow to your queen.” She sneered. “Fuck,” Willowbud sighed, “yeah, that’s… both length and girth, huh? Shit… well… wait, Brunette you know what? It doesn’t mean shit when it’s soft. Get hard.” “Don’t you think that’s a little desperate?” Julia smirked. “I don’t think you’ve got anymore to spare,” Willowbud smirked back, stroking herself, “but I’ve got Solo a few secret inches left.” “This is beyond stupid.” “Can’t get it up?” Willowbud asked, eyes Hairy twinkling, “Performance anxiety isn’t uncommon, Sister; it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” “Not all boners are created equal!” Brandon piped-in, “Tera can make sure everyone is at peak performance.” “That’s true.” Willowbud said, glancing at me, “Care to help out?” “I’d love to.” I stepped alongside the two women, reaching with worshipful fingers, longing to grasp Big Boobs what I’d been staring covetously at. Julia took a cautious step back, her face telling me she still hadn’t forgiven me for taking her daughter hostage. My hand found her tool, and her face found forgiveness. I suppressed a shudder as I felt both women engorged in my palms, my seductive touch localized to prevent enslavement. I unwrapped my hands finger-by-finger, then squatted until my ass was level with my ankles, my back straight, my eyes lasciviously inspecting the two gods. “It’s really close.” I said, sliding a studious finger along both shafts, hiding a grin as precum bubbled from both tips, “We’ll have to do a side-by-side to know for sure.” I masturbation guided Julia forward, and she didn’t protest. I slowly slid her pale, sparkled shaft alongside Willowbud’s caramel trunk, pressing them against each other, making the women feel every bump of vein of the other until finally, a tip pressed a pelvis. “I win.” Julia whispered, her eyes a few inches higher than Willowbud’s, but their gazes connected all the same. “I guess you do.” Willowbud conceded with a whisper of her own, her forest-green irises shining from their black depths, wild with the same hunger reflected in Julia’s emerald regard. “What’s my prize?” Julia asked, a hand coming from her side, cupping Willowbud’s cheek, a thumb running along lush lips. Julia’s kind, empathetic piety fell away like a loose gown, revealing a woman of dangerous passions. I could tell by the look in Willowbud’s eyes, that she’d seen it in the nun all along. “You only ever earn what you take.” Willowbud whispered. Julia’s mouth curled into a wicked grin, and Willowbud’s did the same. “Then I think I’ll take Brandon’s deal off your plate.” Julia uttered, one hand sliding down Willowbud’s chest, abdomen and pelvis, as the other trailed fingertips down the arc of Willowbud’s spine. “That deal goes both ways, Sister.” Willowbud replied, leaning into the Heat Bringer, their shafts pressing to each other’s bellies, precum darkening their clothes. “I have a feeling…” Julia whispered, her trailing hand finding Willowbud’s bare ass, squeezing into caramel glute until her fingers disappeared in the fat, “…that your apprehension is born from inexperience. Maybe you’ve taken a finger, maybe a toy, but never a man.” “Your intuition is remarkable,” Willowbud breathed, one hand twirling a finger into Julia’s crimson strands, the other sliding between her legs, “are you going to be a lady, and let me go first?” “No.” Julia smiled, and Willowbud’s grin grew even wider. She stepped from her pants, pressing deeper into Julia’s body, connecting them from pelvis to chest. Julia’s nipples pointed vulgarly through the silk of her white dress, her ample bust consuming the petite swell of Willowbud’s shirted bosom. Their eyes stayed locked as their sneering mouths neared each other, their lips opening, their tongue sneaking through them. They connected, their cheeks growing gaunt in a combative devouring, humming their lechery through wet smacks as their faces rotated to gain purchase. Make mommy cum.” "I'M NOT AFAID OF YOU BIG BOY!!" said Linsey jerking her shoulders and thrusting her big firm melons out while raising an eyebrow and pouting her lips at Animal. Wanton, perverted women. She pulls her cute shorts back on and I pull my pants back up. As I suspected, and much to my delight, he had a stiffy. Her and this awful power she's cursed us with. I huffed and puffed like the big bad wolf, dragging my body over the rocks and up the trail. It is you and your attitude that is making you miserable. “Oh. And it's not called 'jacking off,' whenever us girls do it. Zach held her wet head in his hands and slowly began swinging his cock into her mouth, hoping to go deeper. I couldn't wait for the big reveal. Katie stood up. ‘Me need poo poo!’ she cries. I rose up slightly with the Dog still on my back and peeked down at the floor beneath me; there were big puddles of milky goo all over the carpet and my thighs shone wet with my own copious spunk. She estimated her puppy was only about a day or two old. Like I said, if you leave a card, I’ll have him contact you when he returns from his business Big Boobs trip,” I say to them as I watch them turn and walk back down the road. It covered a prominent cord of muscle which led to an engorged clitoral hood that waited expectantly for her tongue. She was sitting up and sipping on some drink, could have just Solo been water. We had about the same size bust, our tits both perky and firm. Bob told them that as an extra-legal precaution, he was going to have me witness the signature. I stand up offering my hand to shake on the deal. Hairy He fed his horses and saddled them. I started to long Brunette stroke her slowly all in, all out. I got out my soap and shampoo and put them ready to use. She saw her sister’s head masturbation between her legs and wondered what was going on. He was silent again for a long moment, and then said, "And how do you expect me to react to all this?" “You know what to do.” Pinkie reveled in looking super punk and sleazy with her kinky mohawk hair cut, nasty tattoos and shaved pussy. They came out about 30 minutes later.