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I wasn't going to let him cum in my mouth. But, I got so wrapped up in sucking his dick and getting him off, I lost a little of my control. "I'm gonna cum, so fuckin' hard." He grunted As I continued teasing his dick. He slid deep into my mouth and I felt that pulsing tremble that guys get just before it happens. He shot his load uncontrollably down my throat before I could pull my mouth off. So I kept sucking like mad and figured I let him enjoy the full experience. Spurt after spurt he made little growls as he emptied his full ball sack. I kept slowly sucking him off, making sure to clean up all of the cum he shot into my mouth until he became to sensitive. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and back through the fence. I'm was completely surprised that I swallowed all of his cum. I told him as he stared at me and pulled his pants up, "That was fun, don't be a stranger." Before he walked away he said, "Oh I most assuredly won't be." Then he walked back into the house, with a nice new hitch in his step and a shit-eatin' grin on his face. Fuck, I felt like such a slut, I felt almost dirty. It's not often stuff like that happens to me. I was a little shocked at myself and my actions, most of all. But It's just one of the cool things that happen when you are stroking your cock in the backyard at midnight. The End... The copper-haired girl pressed her button nose up against the one-way glass, looking down across the lush green jungle from her lofty eyrie. She reflected that the beauty of what lay below was almost surreal, almost as surreal as the journey that had brought her here, deep into the heart of the Novo Brazilian rain-forest. Looking out to her left, a modern facility seemed incongruous amongst the greenery. Several habitation buildings, a greenhouse, even an air-strip, control tower and hangar, containing her plane. Well, obviously not 'her' plane, in that it was owned by Nordic Industries, the same as the rest of the entire complex. As the Operational Manager and sole pilot based out here however, Tamara took her responsibility seriously. Being the personal woman-servant of the CEO of Nordic Inc. also helped her sense of belonging. Alice Stallrang was quite the powerful lady to be able to create this facility from scratch and in secret, in little over a year. Tamara's bionic eye zeroed in on the 'Menagerie', a large, flat roofed one-story shed, placed off to one side of the runway. What to say about that building? It was both the problem and the solution to why they were all living out here in the first place. Tamara had green eyes and a snub nose with a freckled indian face. This was in line with her curly, copper hair, cut straight off at the nape, which gave her a slightly no-nonsense look. And her pale, milky, heavily freckled skin, crisscrossed by tight strands of one of her many fish-net body stockings. A girl who loved to fly like a bird, but who bound herself up like a fish in a net. She smiled wanly to herself. As they sat on the edge of the bed Sandra opened the bedside chest drawer. Really, both of you…. The man who had made his childhood a living hell grinned down at him. I don’t care. She gave indian him an odd look, partly puzzled and partly surprised. “Yes!” Mom hissed. Dawn exposed all her chains and her tat on her back to each of her classes as it was impossible to keep her skirt above her waist. "Yeah, that's it bitch. One of my mom's hands snapped up grabbing my hard shaft. Max entered the room naked, his huge erection swinging lazily before him, as he grabbed Grace by the hair. Do you like my fingers on your clit and in your pussy?” She moved her other hand to his massive shaft and began to jerk the horse off as he fucked the once tight cunt, she knew it would never be the same after the abuse if took today. The first lines of Chloe's story were interesting enough to attract Diana's attention. I moan loudly, accepting his big cock and making me squirt a bit more. “Neither do I, and the fact remains that we will not be able to discover the truth of all this if we go it alone. I was thrusting harder and deeper inside of her. If I was being honest, I was putting her off to keep from embarrassing myself if this didn’t work. “Daddy?” While it was true that Pokemorphs loved fucking and getting fucked that didn't mean that they didn't need recovery, food and sleep. My feet in a pan of warm water, knees up and sitting on the stool, my little doggie nearby, tongue out as usual, walking to my pan of water, sniffing around, looking up as I patted his head and began to trim my toenails, doggie licking my fingers and sniffing my toes when I took a foot from the warm water, I patted his head and stroked his soft ears. Touch me there, too. I feel warm liquid come into my mouth. Did you spend the entire day hidden in the bathroom?” There started to be a purple under color to the red on the surface. I became a sex slave today.