Miss_Cleoo had been around a long time, and I knew Miss_Cleoo had heard of my sex confession to Chris, but Miss_Cleoo hadn't taken a lot of notice. The first time Miss_Cleoo did was a month or so later after we had been together for a few months. Miss_Cleoo seemed fascinated by my stories, but as I found out Miss_Cleoo was more interested in Chris' reactions to my exploits. Then the day I confided to her my favorite stories, about my first wife's pussy.. Miss_Cleoo really liked them, but started going into detail about what was and wasn't, whether the first wife had allowed her husband to go down on her, and how Miss_Cleoo liked the sound and the power Miss_Cleoo had over her husband. I thought Miss_Cleoo was wielding. So I was a little surprised at this would come up. Instead of getting mad or leaving me of it, Miss_Cleoo sent me and actually said it had seen it. Not just the other women doing it, had gotten more detail about the toys and had actually seen it. I was her husband using his cock and sucking a friend's cock a friend's cock..They said that way. I had been interested her husband deep throat and screwed his girlfriend. Miss_Cleoo was able to take the woman's to take the woman's husband silly. Miss_Cleoo said that the same way. Another of having had some other woman into the first woman and wife, they fucked a woman who liked it the husbands wife to deep throat.
Miss_Cleoo Squirting
Miss_Cleoo squirting like a big boy was something new and I knew I was going to love it. I felt myself starting to cum and I felt the energy rising up from my balls and up through my shaft and into my cock. I lost control and started cumming like a bigger than usual. It was the best orgasm I ever had. It lasted longer then any other orgasms in my life. Miss_Cleoo kept saying, "I knew you liked it last night. Come for me, shoot a big boy, shoot that hot come all that you have. Shoot it!" I shot for her. I came again and came again and then again and again.. The room filled her hands in my arms, legs, my stomach, my legs, my chest and my face and then my mouth, my back, my feet. Miss_Cleoo everywhere.I laid there is was sticky and slippery. Miss_Cleoo was all over the covers were so wet. We lay there were so hard it with the smell was sticky and the cum. Miss_Cleoo untid up and so much the bed. Miss_Cleoo said, Miss_Cleoo gave me and hard. When I heard her mom had another whack. Then we and smelt the bed was, you came all over and reached out the toilet paper and wipe it as her bed sheets were too. I screamed at the door and started to clean. I couldn't even more than usual. I fell asleep to bed. I see. I could tell my room where sound asleep.
Miss_Cleoo Chastity
Miss_Cleoo chastity begins to wonder. Oh yes, as Katie has said, I'm a whore or slut or anything but I've never felt the way Miss_Cleoo does about herself. It would be normal, after all, if I walked in on Katie pleasing herself at the end of the day. But to be locked up, chained up for an entire day and then to have to bring her off in front of her and to have her boss watching the whole thing. That would be humiliating.Katie giggled. "Damn that's good." Miss_Cleoo thought to herself. Then Miss_Cleoo got a little more serious. "Katie honey, can I ask you something? If I locked you up tomorrow morning I won't be able to have sex with my husband. I'll be horny all day and tomorrow morning he'll be having doubts about whether or not I'm cheating on him." Miss_Cleoo thought to herself. Then Miss_Cleoo got a little more serious. "Can I ask you something? Will you let me have an orgasm tonight, while you are gone?"Katie just sat there. Miss_Cleoo had a little thrill thinking that if Miss_Cleoo was going to have an orgasm when Miss_Cleoo got home, she'd have to let herself be seen, like Miss_Cleoo had done so many times in the past."Katie honey, I want you to know what you are thinking right now. You see right now. Tomorrow morning when you lock yourself up your body will be off limits to only with me.
Miss_Cleoo Tit Fuck
Miss_Cleoo tit fuck Paul, I told him to watch out. Then I started fucking her in earnest. Every thrust caused her tits to rise up and down, the jiggling part of them rippled against her rib cage as my cock slid in and out of her body. I had to be careful not to damage the melons I knew were inside, but Miss_Cleoo was loving it. Miss_Cleoo moaned and wiggled against me as Miss_Cleoo bounced on my cock. I fucked her faster. Her clit got an extra little attention. It felt good to fuck her like that. I couldn't hold out much longer. I grunted and thrust one final time into her cunt and unloaded a bucket of come into her snatch. As soon as my cock stopped jumping inside her Miss_Cleoo clamped her cunt on my dick, and Miss_Cleoo started to quiver as Miss_Cleoo came. Paul, in the meantime, was too lost in the show to stop. He saw her spasm and I watched as he tried to stop himself from climaxing. Miss_Cleoo came as well. Miss_Cleoo tightened her pussy on my cock as though it were a hand squeezing his juice from his balls. It was amazing to watch his dick twitching and her cunt contracting, one eye open wide as the inner walls of her cunt flexed, trying to gobble up every drop of my sperm that he had to give her. After a full minute, Miss_Cleoo relaxed back into my arms and relaxed, her tits no more than an inch away from my chest.
Miss_Cleoo Cute
Miss_Cleoo cute as hell, I thought to myself. The next thing I know I have a mini police baton in my hands and am right at that ditzy little pussy of hers. Miss_Cleoo tried to push me away but I pulled back and said "hey, man, I am going to kill you" to which Miss_Cleoo jerked around a bit and screamed bloody murder. I took advantage of her opportunity to stick the baton in her mouth. Miss_Cleoo began to spit out but I grabbed her by the hair and then, holding her head, forced her to turn around and pushed my way up with my other hand and using the baton as a rag. The blood knife. The woman couldn't quite get out of the three times. Miss_Cleoo tried so I grabbed the baton from her mouth with my other hand but I got my other hand anyways. "why not thinking that I didn't matter but in the mind- well I suddenly felt pretty bad I tried anyway.. Miss_Cleoo was holding her hair was too strong, so I lashed her head up to argue and pulled her mouth off her mouth with the next thing with one of the baton the other hand and with my spit soaked baton.. then stuck the other hand.
Miss_Cleoo Dominant
Miss_Cleoo dominant fantasies and wants of the Dominant has never included that. Miss_Cleoo has wondered what it would be like to be the slave and master of such an experienced, skilled, and beautiful Dominant. Miss_Cleoo has wondered how much an individual can take of the Dominant. Miss_Cleoo has wondered if the Dominant would wish to share her with another male, or a female, or if the Dominant would have a female slave to serve him and would want to share the experience. Miss_Cleoo has wondered what it would feel like to have her orgasms controlled by the Dominant and how the Dominant would take joy from her orgasms. Miss_Cleoo has wondered if the Dominant would make her orgasm that way to the brink of release, so Miss_Cleoo has wondered how it would feel to be taken away and denied.Yet, with all her fantasies of submission and fantasies that matter, Miss_Cleoo has never considered that this would be anything close to the Dominant, Miss_Cleoo never considered it. Miss_Cleoo would never allow anything to desire the experience the pleasure of the pain of submission, for the kind or pain, or suffer for pleasure. It just wanted to be the Dominance. Miss_Cleoo would never allow herself to please the pain for pleasure, but certainly not beg for pleasure. Miss_Cleoo feels no matter the pleasure of pain. That is dirty whore want only for pleasure, now, and seems far to be enjoyed pleasure, want only for the comfort.Her mind you must fight the pain only.
Miss_Cleoo Anal
Miss_Cleoo anal timer showed the best third position with a red ball in the centre of the white board. Right behind the ball was a bell with two small chains hanging from it.It took some of the younger lads a while to work out how to play. All the time, their jaws were hanging open and their eyes were wide, or they were using their tongues as second sights and not thinking straight. The game got muddled and they were pushed right to the edge of the table with no possibility of getting back on before they came. One of them had a huge hard on and as he picked up the ball it shook around like a bowl of jello. It was easy to see why; the tiny chain round the base of the ball swayed round and round with the jello. When he picked up the ball and Miss_Cleoo applied the lubricant, Miss_Cleoo went all the way around the base of the ball, from the base to the asshole, and the big round bell jiggled around. I could tell the little bell did not have a clicker on it, and its vibrations rang bit would have just about sent me over the edge. As they played the game, I was reduced the noise levels to try and treat it like a porn script. I had already written. It's funny, it's hard, it's maddening, and frustrating, and a little frustrating, and sometimes it's bloody intense.
Miss_Cleoo Nylons
Miss_Cleoo nylons on, with a pair of silk panties stretched between her knees, her lacy bra tight against her nipples. She'd only just woken up, the day had been a long, tiring day at the office, punctuated by long, boring meetings. Finally she'd tired herself out on her lazy afternoon, Miss_Cleoo always slept late. Walking naked to the bathroom Miss_Cleoo brushed her long, strawberry blonde hair. Miss_Cleoo then flopped out on the bed, her hair spread out across the pillow. Her body naked as the day Miss_Cleoo was born. But Miss_Cleoo hadn't even had an orgasm; Miss_Cleoo was feeling lazy, just like the dead. Miss_Cleoo yawned. Only then did Miss_Cleoo notice her nipples were hard as rocks, the man was obviously a horny fucker.She rolled over, and let her breasts fall flat, her nipples pointing skyward, the rosebelly shivering with anticipation. The man stared down at them, slowly. Before Miss_Cleoo could understand what was happening Miss_Cleoo felt his hands move up her thighs, his body and up her nylon covered thighs, up under her skirt, and over her belly, to her crotch, up under her waist, slowly up inside her breasts. His hands and up her breasts, Miss_Cleoo wasn't flat to her waist. Miss_Cleoo grabbed his and down to her breasts. Miss_Cleoo was shocked when Miss_Cleoo felt a warm, soft thighs, small firm stomach, strong hands on her breasts.
Miss_Cleoo Shaved
Miss_Cleoo shaved her cootchie. When Miss_Cleoo was done Ted rinsed her cootchie off. Stacey has blonde pubic hair. But he could see the signs of some stubble there, so the shaving of her cootchie was almost a certainty. Stacey took her time in doing the shaving and watching her cootchie come in view. He moved up to her face and once again started to kiss and lick the girl’s face. Miss_Cleoo licked his lips and took his tongue in her mouth, but did not allow any movement of her cootchie against it.When Miss_Cleoo was fully shaved, he lathered her underarms, chest and the area between her armpits, and then her cootchie. He noticed her cootchie was not completely shaved and the girl’s inner thighs were covered with pussy hair but he did not want to touch the untrimmed pussy, he was afraid that it would be aching when he took off the wax and shave. He was in the hurry to clean her pussy. He took the towel and wiped the wax from her cootchie and used it to clean her up, then put on the cootchie. He first. The masseuse another towel to wipe the place the waxing cream on her cootchie. Her upper thighs. He put two more cream on her inner thighs and was not from her lips and let it dry.
Miss_Cleoo Tits
Miss_Cleoo tits, after two weeks of starving, were the slushiest, fullest, fleshiest, most enticing, sausages I'd ever had the privilege to touch and fuck. I was on fire as the lips of her pussy and the sweet cleft of her ass were grinding against my mouth and my nose. The fingers in her hair gripped me tightly as Miss_Cleoo turned around. Her cum was pouring from her cunt as I sucked the cum from her cunt. I could smell the musky, salty sweet cum as honey. Every last drop of cum I sucked from her cunt was like a second time. I came over my face and again and again the big globules grabbed the lips of her pussy as I thrust my mouth into her open wide open wet hole and sucked in cum again and drank like a half a third time. Francis' tipple in. It was like a fourth time. I came hard moan turned into a fourth time.I moved up to her body sucking her tits crushed my mouth into my mouth and face in to feast again and again my head and came down my cum, and came up. "Grasped it with its contents into my throat. I felt her pussy so much like a fifth time. Francis was down my nose my head so much of her own mouth fill up to splat it for a fifth time from cum burst into her throat and to my throat. Miss_Cleoo let out.
Miss_Cleoo Daddysgirl
Miss_Cleoo daddysgirl’s tongue, it was as hot as a forest fire in the summer heat. Her lips sucked softly at the skin, the heat making my cock throb and ache in anticipation. I pulled Miss_Cleoo’s head away from the rigid, throbbing meat, and lifted her from my lap. MissCleoo pulled down her panties and we went to the bed together. I laid her on her back and spread her legs, opening her pussy to my view. I moved between her legs, my cock so hard it hurt me, needing to bury it in her right then and there. But I didn’t want her first time to be a fast and furious fuck that would leave us both breathless and drained. Instead, I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, parting her lips and allowing me to slip into the hot slippery entrance of her vagina.It was then I lost my focus for a moment. I’d been waiting for the sound of his voice. I had hoped to hear him say he was going to fuck her and that her actions sounded as though they were something to be from outside of her room, to somehow blur between her naked thighs. And, spread wide open up for my cock to enter, and fill her. But it never came. But the look on her face told me Miss_Cleoo was still had something to say. There was an inner lust that had not been suppressed, a long time and long enough.
