Byron looked down at his bloated nutsack and engorged penis. Milf sex Is there something I can do for you?”
“How nice of you to ask” she replied as she moved to the TV and shut it off. Building fences? It wasn’t fair. He eyed the brainwashing device and wondered, ever so briefly, if he’d gone mad. It sounded like the best deal in the world. Its vibration settings could be adjusted by remote at any time. Byron’s moans came loud as she continued to ride his slick length of fat cock up and down. Get hard for Mistress again! He jerked it up and down in desperate need, but the pleasurable sensations he expected never came. He was speechless as he watched the curvy, darkened figure before him unhook her bra and toss it aside. Whether it was specifically to enhance semen production or it had other effects on his physiology he wasn’t sure. Waves of warm custard slid from their joined flesh, covering Byron’s hips and torso with sticky paste.
