They pulled me to the floor on my knees again when they were done and repeated the session. Milf porn Boss Hogg leaned over in my ear and kept whispering “ Good little filly good little filly” hot and heavy as he came. This time I was better prepared and could almost handle the onslaught. I began to spit when the nasty acidic taste hit my tongue, but the spokesman waved his finger and I knew I wasn’t allowed. Great, not only was he a pig, but he was a racist pig. It had been a particularly good session with George managing to cum 4 times that long afternoon. He swung by the arm and I landed on the bed on a plop. “ I won’t be around next week ladies, so I’m leaving something extra”
Patti just limply gave a thumbs up and wet back to twitching with her face in the pillows. So were the drugs. We lost and we lost badly.
