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You screamed to stop. Heather stopped gyrating and removed your dick from her pussy. She moved her hip towards your face and twisted her head around, facing your huge, long, and rigid cock. She opened her mouth, while her head was backwards, and stuck your dick in it. I guess you said stop. Too bad you didn’t utter a word. Your throat felt a bit sore, after Heather fucked you rotten. She moved her mouth up and down, while you licked her wet pussy. She moaned, while you were licking her pussy and she was sucking your dick. It was nothing more than a ''“Reverse 69”''! | You screamed to stop. Heather stopped gyrating and removed your dick from her pussy. She moved her hip towards your face and twisted her head around, facing your huge, long, and rigid cock. She opened her mouth, while her head was backwards, and stuck your dick in it. I guess you said stop. Too bad you didn’t utter a word. Your throat felt a bit sore, after Heather fucked you rotten. She moved her mouth up and down, while you licked her wet pussy. She moaned, while you were licking her pussy and she was sucking your dick. It was nothing more than a ''“Reverse 69”''! | ||
Latest revision as of 21:31, 13 January 2012
You screamed to stop. Heather stopped gyrating and removed your dick from her pussy. She moved her hip towards your face and twisted her head around, facing your huge, long, and rigid cock. She opened her mouth, while her head was backwards, and stuck your dick in it. I guess you said stop. Too bad you didn’t utter a word. Your throat felt a bit sore, after Heather fucked you rotten. She moved her mouth up and down, while you licked her wet pussy. She moaned, while you were licking her pussy and she was sucking your dick. It was nothing more than a “Reverse 69”!
Hours later, Heather was left on the floor, while you were out cold. Her head was on reverse, while she was leaking from her pussy. Farra arrived and tried to revive you.
“Stupid Heather! She twisted her head again!” She muttered, as she tugged your still-stiff cock, emitting your goo.
As she dipped her fingers into the small cup, she rubbed it on Heather’s neck.
“When he wakes up, he’ll be surprised by Heather’s results,” she said, “Too bad she’ll be scrapped real soon. Just when I thought… Heather would… would become…”
She stared at your erect cock and started to suck on it. Mesmerized by your huge girth, she completely put your dick into her mouth.
“Okay… maybe later…” she said, as she was lost in thought.
You never woke up, until seven at night.
The End