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I chuckled and doggystyle placed a hand atop his head. “Brock, there’s hardly a need to stand on ceremony now.” Brock looked up at me, his eyes glazed over. “My queen.” I stared back in confusion. Was this pussy a joke? Brock retreated to a nearby tent. Holy hell, was my asshole really that good? fetish I heard the sound of tools and weapons being moved violently as the orc rummaged through his belongings. Brock returned to me with some trinket in his hand. He presented me with a golden mirror, something he most definitely took from the corpse of an unlucky caravanner. I looked into the glass, and gasped. Staring back at me were two blazing amateur orange eyes. My pale skin blowjob still shown in the moonlight, but a streak of black hair now cut through the blonde from the crown of my head, down my left temple and to the tip. Brock looked at me, beaming with admiration. “You have returned.” (Recommend reading first parts, as this is continuance of previous stories) after leaving his house this time, it was very hot! The mirror action and view was so hot big to see. To watch myself getting fucked was just so hot to watch. Feeling what I was watching was just, mmmm! Leaving his place to go to work knowing he had cummed in me had me turned on most of the day. As I left, he was on the phone on his conference call. He couldnt talk but he was sure to squeeze my ass as he walked me to his door. After I amateur was finished with her, I got up and led big him to the door. Her pussy is sucking at me.” He put the stack of papers down on his desk and turned his attention to the mask. “Oh, yes, yes, my futa-daughter has an amazing cock.” “Who pussy was she?!” She asked loudly, jumping up from her seat, then covered her mouth with her hands. “Wait you were at Joe’s house?” He's blowjob vile! She look at me like why are doggystyle we stopping. “So, did I pass your inspection?” fetish "I remember you saying that you were able to keep many of the systems from tracking you."