She moaned, her hand still fisting her own girl-cock, making that rhythmic slap-slap of futa masturbation. She lacked a futa-cock. Sex Her gossamer wings hummed behind her as Querciola massaged our throbbing crowns together. “Really? “This is the awesomest thing in the world.”
The door opened. Little Karen gurgled while Danielle slept. “Mmm, you love that, don’t you, my little delight?”
“Yes!” Keily groaned, her thighs squeezing down around my waist. The girl’s slim fingers wiggled through my juicy depths, stirring me up. I only wore my gun belt. She kept sucking so hard, moving in rhythm with me. I just let those sisters share their love in my body. My futa-cum fired out of my dick, spurting into Querciola’s hot snatch. “This cannot be possible!” whimpered the Summer… “Impossible,” breathed Leanan Sidhe, her slender body dripping with my cum. My futa-dick throbbed beneath me, twitching with every hard plunge of the naughty minx into my bowels. White-blue energy surged at me. I whirled around, staring down the river. “For my dearest Miss Deidre has not the fire the rest of you had. They’re too busy watching our cheerleaders. I blinked, staring at the clock on the cable box and… “That’s it,” I groaned, my dusky breasts heaving above her as her snatch clenched down hard on my invading futa-dick.
