Amber closed her eyes and thrashed beneath Ashley as her my cock pressed harder and harder into her throat entrance. Sex Amber doesn’t have a credit card. Ashley came to find me a couple hours later. What, did you get drunk again and go yelling and cursing in public? She took hold of Amber’s head and held her still with her mouth pointed straight out. “Whatever dude, just chill.” The guy said. Her tight throat was constantly convulsing and squeezing my cock. “Did you find it?” I asked her, as I shut the door and put the brand new coil of rope on the kitchen counter. My shaft slowly slid out of her throat and her neck returned to its original size and it left. “Okay but she better wake up soon. I took the rope and tied her wrists together securely. I moved in closer so she could reach me easier and she began to stroke my cock. “He was really nice, why did you kick him out. As her second orgasm wound down, Ashley removed the cucumber from Amber’s tired pussy and pushed it into her sister’s mouth.
