I took it, stepping out in my tight pencil skirt and low-cut, pink blouse. Warmth billowed up around me. XXX Her tits heaved as her body shook. “Ooh, that’s naughty. How much they wanted to see futanari succeed. “FUCK HER! My girl-dick ached in envy. Phillipa understood what I wanted. “You’re feeling hot, aren’t you?” I purred. I sauntered across the heated stage, smiling and waving to the crowd. The crowd’s thundering cheers swept around me, embracing me like a lover. I would pump her so full of my cum. I don’t think she’s happy one bit with Lockwood’s decision.”
“I know I wouldn’t be,” Leah, my press secretary, said. My own cunt grew hotter. Her cheeks didn’t go pink. Getting me ready to be bred!”
“FUCK HER! They invented the word puritanical. I shook my head, thrusting harder, my breasts heaving in my low-cut blouse, the shouts of the crowd spurring me on.
