Peter Gagged Indian Pashmi

That is your reward," he jeered at Mira as the girl's face went white. "No. Please Sir! B-but you said the one who pleased you most would be spared. I've been pleasing you more than she has." Musad's scar quirked sideways with the skin on his brow as he smiled viciously. "I know, bitch. And guess what? I'm a violent, ill-tempered soldier who likes to kidnap sexy young sluts. And guess what else? Sometimes I LIE." He forced Mira to turn around until her sexy young ass faced up as she crouched on her hands and knees. Then he grasped Arianna by the nape of the neck and big cocks dragged her over just behind her friend's buttocks. "W-w-what?" Arianna croaked. "What does Master want me to do?" The Arab soldier pointed at Mira's tiny, puckered hole. "You can start being useful, bitch - by spitting some of your saliva into your girlfriend's tight hole and spreading it around with your tongue." Arianna blanched. The Latina's pretty face contorted into a look of dismay. "Y-you can't be serious." Musad pressed the barrel of his pistol against the Latina's pubic muff. "You want me to pull this trigger, cunt, and put a bullet in your pussy?" "No! Please, okay. Okay," Arianna whimpered. She spit a big globule of her saliva into Mira's tiny hole and then leaned forward. Trying to stifle the urge to retch, Brunette the gorgeous Latina twirled her tongue inside Mira's star-shaped hole. She spread her saliva inside Mira's ass as the brunette shivered. Mira Hardcore prepared for the worst. Her skin amateur prickled with fear. Her breasts swayed as Arianna's face pressed against her bottom. Arianna licked feverishly, her tongue prodding at Mira's anus until the sensation was almost…pleasurable. "Please Master, don't do this," Mira wailed. "My ass can't fit a cock your size. It'll tear me open." But the scar-faced captor ignored the girl's pleas. He waited until Arianna had licked for a good few cumshot minutes. He watched as she slurped, her tongue swirling inside Mira's anal crevice until she finally sat back, took a deep breath. A thin strand of saliva hung from Arianna's lips to Mira's indian anus. "That'll do, bitch. She must have needed it too.” After a short pause she added, “Maybe you’ve found your true calling.” I’ll show that bitch, she thought to herself and immediately dialed a number. Just then they heard the front door open as the cleaning lady entered the office. He looked at her and said “Just trust me” and then he held up the camera and snapped a pic of her lying on the bed. I wanted to tell you… I really did….. A little bit more confidence. They could and should be used by real men like him. Brunette Jodie then reaches one hand down under tne table and raises her short skirt so i can see her bare shaven pussy. She panted, thrusting harder. Men cannot be degraded. Dusty, on the other Hardcore hand, is completely ripped. Not knowing where to go after this I cumshot remained seated until every girl left the room. I don’t think there is a big cocks prettier natural attraction than watching eleven teen girls in body hugging shirts and painted on mid-thigh spandex shorts. Darlene raised her hands. I darted out of the bedroom and headed downstairs. She shimmied out of her jeans and took off her shirt. James too was content to lie back and be amateur fucked, enchanted by his mistress' extraordinary beauty and captivated by the pleasure radiating from his cock. She was running. She took a deep breath. The passion was pure and loving. The pleasure built and built inside of me. This wicked heat would drown me. As such the both of them also laid claim to it as well. Please leave.” indian