I was like being possessed. To be precise, my mind was a little confused, like I was drunk, and my body did not listen to my orders. Obviously, when I was awake, my eyes were only staring at the man's towering shorts.
The man smiled and asked me to go over. I felt like I was hypnotized. At that time, I hated myself for not being able to do anything, but I still walked over by mistake.
I stood beside the man's bed, standing within reach of his fingertips, and the hot feeling of my body became stronger again.
My breathing was so obvious. When I was breathing, I felt my heart beating pounding. I really wanted to cry at that time because I was not because of fear or nervousness, but because I knew I was just because of my body's excitement.
Even as I breathed, I felt my breasts trembling constantly in my nightgown, my mind was filled with dark and depraved fantasies, and I even thought about how excited and satisfied the man lying in front of me would be if he had kneaded my breasts with his hands, or even more roughly.
The man stared at me like this and then said to help him take off his shorts. I knew that all this was a dirty deal, but I was used by the dwarf and gave it to other men to play with.
But after the man finished speaking, I couldn't help but put my hand around his waist, and then pulled off his underwear when he gently lifted his butt.
The man pressed the soles of his feet against my legs, slowly moved upwards, and then placed them on my thighs. The moment his feet touched me, I felt that the wetness in my body became stronger.
Because the nightgown was too intrusive, he asked me to take it off. I just kept staring at him and went to the towering cock, then nodded and took it off.
I took off my nightgown and let it fall on the ground from my smooth body, and I looked at my sexy lingerie and I even breathed a lot more quickly again.
The black underwear in the air exposed everything I should have on my chest, because of the tension, my breasts looked so huge and firm.
Between my crotch, the sexy black thong also had a slit in the middle. In the middle of the slit, where the most sensitive part of my body touched the most sensitive part of my body, there was also a string of pearl chains. Only then did I realize that whenever I took a step, I always felt that the round and protrusion between my legs were sensitive and excited every step.
After the man stopped, the woman next to her stood up from the bed obediently and stood not far away, arching her waist slightly at me, and I felt extremely ashamed.
The man was barefoot and had no clothes on his body. He just got off the bed and sat by the bed.
He only said one thing and knelt down.
I just hesitated for a second, but still gritted my teeth and knelt down.
I felt very obedient, I felt fear of myself, and I even thought that he kept giving orders to me. I knelt in front of him, sticking out my tongue as he told me, kissing his calves with my tongue and mouth. I felt that my movements were so slow, and I even heard the man's humming sound.
I felt so mean, because the man's humming made me feel proud and satisfied at that moment.
I then used this gentle movement to slowly lick the man's knees, and then slowly kissed and licked his thighs. I even found that under my kiss, from his knees and thighs, as my mouth and tongue went up, I was still carrying the saliva that I couldn't control and wet his skin.
When I was on my thigh, I moved forward a little faster, because my eyes saw the purple-red and black cock again, exuding the unique smell of the man.
I felt very uncomfortable in the past, but at that time I felt that I liked and fell in love with that smell, which was almost full of the charming taste of men's hormones.
I kept kissing and licking forward, and even because the sweeping movement of my tongue was too big, I could hear the shameful sound of scratching his thigh skin.
I got closer and closer to the cock, and even saw it beating from time to time, with its rhizomes covered with bulging and ferocious blue veins.
As I licked the man's thigh, the man held his cock and rubbed against my face.
I kept my kneeling position blankly, feeling the hot and round tops constantly pressing against the tip of my nose, lips, and cheeks.
I really couldn't control it anymore. I even took the initiative to open my mouth and gently moved forward. I just wanted to put the cock deep into my mouth and let it enter the deepest part of my mouth. Even the man's wonderfully satisfied humming made me feel deeply stimulating.
But when I stretched out my tongue and licked it gently to the top of the man, the man said, "You are such a natural slut. You are so despicable. If you take it out for fun, it will be very satisfying."
He also asked me and took me to take me to participate in a very interesting exchange game with a mask in a while, and even said that he had many people lined up to gang rape me in front of my husband.
When I heard the word "husband", the only feeling of shame and sin made me become a little more rational again.
I found myself kneeling between the man's legs, the man's feet were rubbing against my thighs, and I was holding his hot cock, and I found that I was holding so tightly.
Even when I was about to open my mouth and put it in deep, when I heard the man say the word "husband", I was stunned. I didn't know what to do.
On one side is the hot man's cock, which makes me vent and satisfy my desire for extreme thirst and need. On the other side is my husband who is still worried about suffering, I don't know what to do.
At that time, I tried my best to bite my lips. The piercing pain almost made me crazy. I felt like I was actually starting to cry.
When I was saddest, I didn’t cry so thoroughly, but this time I cried so hard.
Tears slid down my face, and even dripped from my chin on the man's hot cock, dripping on the round purple-red head.
Your crying look makes people want to play with you, a slut. I like you the most. While feeling shameful and guilty, I can't help but become slutty, and the bitch holds it in his mouth.
The man said something to me.
My body was trembling, and tears kept falling. I looked at its cock, covered with my tears. In the end, I closed my eyes in despair and thirstyly put it deep in my heart.
The man smiled and asked me to go over. I felt like I was hypnotized. At that time, I hated myself for not being able to do anything, but I still walked over by mistake.
I stood beside the man's bed, standing within reach of his fingertips, and the hot feeling of my body became stronger again.
My breathing was so obvious. When I was breathing, I felt my heart beating pounding. I really wanted to cry at that time because I was not because of fear or nervousness, but because I knew I was just because of my body's excitement.
Even as I breathed, I felt my breasts trembling constantly in my nightgown, my mind was filled with dark and depraved fantasies, and I even thought about how excited and satisfied the man lying in front of me would be if he had kneaded my breasts with his hands, or even more roughly.
The man stared at me like this and then said to help him take off his shorts. I knew that all this was a dirty deal, but I was used by the dwarf and gave it to other men to play with.
But after the man finished speaking, I couldn't help but put my hand around his waist, and then pulled off his underwear when he gently lifted his butt.
The man pressed the soles of his feet against my legs, slowly moved upwards, and then placed them on my thighs. The moment his feet touched me, I felt that the wetness in my body became stronger.
Because the nightgown was too intrusive, he asked me to take it off. I just kept staring at him and went to the towering cock, then nodded and took it off.
I took off my nightgown and let it fall on the ground from my smooth body, and I looked at my sexy lingerie and I even breathed a lot more quickly again.
The black underwear in the air exposed everything I should have on my chest, because of the tension, my breasts looked so huge and firm.
Between my crotch, the sexy black thong also had a slit in the middle. In the middle of the slit, where the most sensitive part of my body touched the most sensitive part of my body, there was also a string of pearl chains. Only then did I realize that whenever I took a step, I always felt that the round and protrusion between my legs were sensitive and excited every step.
After the man stopped, the woman next to her stood up from the bed obediently and stood not far away, arching her waist slightly at me, and I felt extremely ashamed.
The man was barefoot and had no clothes on his body. He just got off the bed and sat by the bed.
He only said one thing and knelt down.
I just hesitated for a second, but still gritted my teeth and knelt down.
I felt very obedient, I felt fear of myself, and I even thought that he kept giving orders to me. I knelt in front of him, sticking out my tongue as he told me, kissing his calves with my tongue and mouth. I felt that my movements were so slow, and I even heard the man's humming sound.
I felt so mean, because the man's humming made me feel proud and satisfied at that moment.
I then used this gentle movement to slowly lick the man's knees, and then slowly kissed and licked his thighs. I even found that under my kiss, from his knees and thighs, as my mouth and tongue went up, I was still carrying the saliva that I couldn't control and wet his skin.
When I was on my thigh, I moved forward a little faster, because my eyes saw the purple-red and black cock again, exuding the unique smell of the man.
I felt very uncomfortable in the past, but at that time I felt that I liked and fell in love with that smell, which was almost full of the charming taste of men's hormones.
I kept kissing and licking forward, and even because the sweeping movement of my tongue was too big, I could hear the shameful sound of scratching his thigh skin.
I got closer and closer to the cock, and even saw it beating from time to time, with its rhizomes covered with bulging and ferocious blue veins.
As I licked the man's thigh, the man held his cock and rubbed against my face.
I kept my kneeling position blankly, feeling the hot and round tops constantly pressing against the tip of my nose, lips, and cheeks.
I really couldn't control it anymore. I even took the initiative to open my mouth and gently moved forward. I just wanted to put the cock deep into my mouth and let it enter the deepest part of my mouth. Even the man's wonderfully satisfied humming made me feel deeply stimulating.
But when I stretched out my tongue and licked it gently to the top of the man, the man said, "You are such a natural slut. You are so despicable. If you take it out for fun, it will be very satisfying."
He also asked me and took me to take me to participate in a very interesting exchange game with a mask in a while, and even said that he had many people lined up to gang rape me in front of my husband.
When I heard the word "husband", the only feeling of shame and sin made me become a little more rational again.
I found myself kneeling between the man's legs, the man's feet were rubbing against my thighs, and I was holding his hot cock, and I found that I was holding so tightly.
Even when I was about to open my mouth and put it in deep, when I heard the man say the word "husband", I was stunned. I didn't know what to do.
On one side is the hot man's cock, which makes me vent and satisfy my desire for extreme thirst and need. On the other side is my husband who is still worried about suffering, I don't know what to do.
At that time, I tried my best to bite my lips. The piercing pain almost made me crazy. I felt like I was actually starting to cry.
When I was saddest, I didn’t cry so thoroughly, but this time I cried so hard.
Tears slid down my face, and even dripped from my chin on the man's hot cock, dripping on the round purple-red head.
Your crying look makes people want to play with you, a slut. I like you the most. While feeling shameful and guilty, I can't help but become slutty, and the bitch holds it in his mouth.
The man said something to me.
My body was trembling, and tears kept falling. I looked at its cock, covered with my tears. In the end, I closed my eyes in despair and thirstyly put it deep in my heart.