“She did, Mommy!” My daughter wiggled. “Punish her, Officer Cindy,” girls behind me moaned. Porn sex The street’s speed limit was only 30 MPH, and she was doing at least fifty. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as I cut down the crack of her ass. My dick ached and throbbed, pussy juices dribbling down my thighs. Marcie said. Marcie, “for popping your daughter’s cherry!”
CRACK! SLAP! She took a step back, pulling her dick away my daughter’s lips. Her eyes brightened, recognizing the taste of cunt on my dick. Rita’s? Her cum erupted, pulsing in my hand with every blast of her jizz. My hand flew up and down on them as I aimed my cock right at her face. “It is,” panted Ms. “What are you doing?”
“Teaching a bitch her place,” I snarled, my hands ripping down her blue scrubs, exposing the plain, white panties she wore beneath. Her other hand rubbed at my pussy lips, caressing my dripping folds, sending delight through me. I trembled, my breasts jiggling in my sports bra, trapped by my uniform and bulletproof vest. I had to keep an eye on this selfish cunt. “Mmm, yes, get your tongue so deep in there. “You’re like me. She was impatient, too. You live on the other side of 112th Street.” We were about six blocks from that street.
