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“Four minutes and twenty-two seconds; not bad.” He said. “Oh yeah, this one’s a natural.” She said. “If only I could train her friend to eat pussy like that.” “Let’s see how she does Solo with this.” Master grabbed his bulge and traced the outline of his cock right in front of Megan’s face. He unzipped his pants ceremoniously, letting her see blonde it barely contained within his boxers, then dropped them, waved his solid member around and tapped her on the nose with it. She whimpered and arced her eyebrows in dread, more and more as he positioned his head between her lips and slid inside. “Hmmmggghhh!” She focused on keeping her tongue flat against the bottom of his shaft, which filled her mouth entirely, and tucking her upper lip over her teeth. His head rammed the back of her throat with each thrust, hitting dangerously close to her gag reflex. The first time it did, she choked and sputtered around his flesh, earning her the warning: “You’d better learn to relax and breathe out your nose, kitten.” He pulled out of her mouth and whacked her cheek with his cock, now covered in the girl’s own saliva, BDSM and dragged it slowly across her skin. Katelyn watched gleefully from the chair and took her phone out of her pocket. “Can I record this?” She asked. “Why?” Master was wary of phone cameras; in an era where everyone seemed to be getting hacked and having private files leaked, they were a security risk. “I could have a lot of fun showing it to her boyfriend later.” Katelyn smiled devilishly. “And don’t worry; I’m not gonna put it on the cloud or anything.” “Not a bad idea.” He said. In fact, the idea of showing the news slaves videos of their friends’ current state of bondage was exciting enough to make him even harder and he plunged himself back into Megan’s mouth. The insides of her tight, supple orifice were unspeakably gratifying to him, as were her slurping noises. His testicles, swollen from three days with no release, slapped against the gurgling captive’s chin and neck with each thrust, and his cock felt like it was in a vacuum. He especially Big Boobs loved the way her uvula tickled his head when he struck deep. As much as he tried to savor the experience, he was soon ready to come. Megan had struggled to breathe through her congested nose, and that was when Master pulled out every minute or so; she found herself suffocating as he gyrated deeper down her throat and held it there. A few more strokes from her tongue on his pulsating shaft was all it took; fetish the first stream of semen shot out and he grunted, while her eyes bulged out. “Hhhhrrggghhh!” She squawked. Master moaned and pressed harder into her mouth with every viscous spurt, emptying his whole load. Megan couldn’t swallow as fast as the hot fluid kept coming or exhale sufficiently, coughing half of it out of her plugged-up lips and wheezing so desperately for air that snot was forced out her nostrils. Katelyn cheered the whole thing on while filming, making sure to zoom in and record every detail of the slave’s misery. Just as her face went blue and her eyes started to cross, Master finally pulled out of Megan’s mouth and allowed her to catch some air. “Hope you enjoyed that Kitten.” He said. “Plenty more where that came from.” She hyperventilated too hard to even notice the cobweb of semen and drool hanging between her lips and his cock, let alone his words. “Shall we get to the fun part?” Katelyn suggested. Besides the orgasm the girl had given her, watching Master fuck her helpless mouth was making her wet again and she couldn’t wait to commence the torture. “Sure, but I have to piss and wash up first. “Mmm, pound me instead.” “Yes, is that alright?” she asks. Giving Arlene my last few thrusts. He grabbed a handful and forced a kiss. The girl stood from her seat, turning her back Solo on Michael. Before leaving my fetish room that night, my sister gave me a passionate kiss and said, “Before I go to sleep, I’m going to have to come up with something for tomorrow. “Hold on,” she replied with annoyance evident in her voice. So Amy..... I would rubbed myself picturing her crossing my room, doing exactly what she did this morning. She never dressed slutty, but BDSM always had on tops that accentuated her breasts and shorts or skirts that let her long smooth legs flow freely. You don't ask blonde a teenager Big Boobs straight out if he's fucked a girl, especially with his mom and sister sitting next to him. Cheri smiled, spun around and a moment later was sitting astride of his face.