“I don't have to sit here and listen to this! I'm out of here! You come back here, young lady! I don't care if you are in your 20s were still my little girl.” she ignored him and quickly leaves the house going to her friend. As she was walking her father said “you can walk away from me, but this discussion isn't over! You hear me, young lady!” Emily didn't pay her father any mind, as she made her way to Tyler's house. The boy she secretly was in love with and she didn't want him to know right away, cause she was scared of rejection. She also hates it when girls told her she was very manly, truth be told they were right. She gets aggressive at times and gets in, fights with boys. So yeah, she was very masculine. That was one thing she couldn't deny. She definitely had a much lower chance of being raped because she looks like a guy. To be honest, Tyler was happy, she was a tomboy, he always had a thing for masculine women, and knowing a girl was acting like a boy was pretty hot to him. Not the fact that she was acting like a boy, but she was different, much different from any girl he had ever seen. So because she was a tomboy, it was a turn on for him. It was just interesting for a girl to have a male persona and who could probably wreck him in the bed, just because she acts like a boy and she will take everything as a challenge. On her way to Tyler's house, her dad was on the phone talking to his mother. “I tell you, mother, she is a boy trapped in a girl’s body. Even if that is true, you have to respect what she is. This is her life, not yours. I just want her to dress up and be more feminine, she doesn't even get her toenails polished. Not all of us girls are bound by society's rules. And not all of us have to behave and act a certain way, you know. Haven't I thought you that? Yes, mother, then don't be so hard on her. You might not like what she is, but you have to accept it. Ugh!” he hangs up the phone angles about his business, and by that time Emily was basically by tyler's front door. She had her baseball bat and ball in case if he wanted to play baseball. Emily knocks on the door and waits for Tyler to come. After a few seconds, he came and opened the door and looking at her as a smile appears on his face. Derrick talked while he worked. “Neat!” Or when Master Sanders was performing her two daily breedings and of course when Master Cesar was having his own way with her body. Didn't people say it was always the quiet ones that surprised you? Fuck she’s really trying to get to me. I grab the briefs that are around her thighs and start to tug them up. I think about his last sentence. Sometimes I would wake up and she would be squatting over my head. He lay there, listening to the sounds from the his kitchen. She was ten yards away when she next spoke. Anita saw the tear and said, “Cheer up slut; you are going to have fun too.” She then pulled out a large black dildo that was about twelve inches long and at least two inches in diameter. “And what do I get out of this?” There was a long string of condoms. He peeled off his t-shirt.
Her areolas were like pink sugar cookies, tipped with gumdrop nipples. His cock found its home between her breasts, smooshed from all sides. He took a deep breath, trying to remember the last time he’d received a tit-fuck. With her spit lubricating him, she began bobbing her chest, sliding his member back and forth between her luscious mountains. The smoothness of her skin was unparalleled, flawless, as if made not of cells, but some kind of liquid held in suspension, a fabric woven atom by atom to ensure a perfect touch. “Do my tits please you, My Lord?” she purred. “Indeed.” That one word, it made her eyes roll back in bliss. And the feeling of her master’s cock so close to her heart, it made her want to open up her ribcage so that he could penetrate her chest with it. She easily could, it wouldn’t even hurt. Though he might find it repulsive, or it might make him immune to her other tricks. She’d just end up boring him later if she used her best techniques so early. No, better to continue with her original plan. She resumed massaging his cock with her tits, almost bullying it, while her tongue serviced the head. He was not a courteous man, nor was there any point in announcing it to humiliate her, so he said nothing when he ejaculated. An inhuman jet of semen erupted across Ishtar’s face and breasts. While he grunted, she cried out in ecstasy, overwhelmed by the feeling up being baptized in her Master’s seed, and of succeeding in pleasuring him. She extended her tongue, wrapping the split tendrils around the base of his shaft. She then pulled it upwards, using them to scrape off the remains of his blast and gather it together. Once she had finished with the head, she had gathered a significant pool of semen on her tongue and gluttonously rolled it around her mouth. Then she went to work on herself, using her long tongue to lick her face and breasts clean. “Show it to me.” She lowered her head and showed him the white pool in her mouth. He gave a nod and she swallowed it with a grateful hum. “Thank you for the bountiful feast, Master. “Before John shows his penis to you, let me just remind you about some of the things we learnt yesterday,” Miss James said, her soft voice distracting the naked youth at least partially from these troubling thoughts. No wonder she sneered at us as we ogled and giggled. Mommy pulled the toy from my pussy, and as much as I enjoyed it making me cum, I was gald it was out now. I was tired and I told Carrie that I couldn’t take cumming so often much more and that I’d have to have an early night. My patients were dwindling, so I pinched her nostrils together and waited until she gasped to thrust my hips upward, impaling every inch of my silicone cock into her mouth. “Yes, we are.” I rubbed my nose against hers. Cory “Come on, I'm getting hungry for a taste of your tight little pussy.” Leona said while letting the naked Pokemorph go. “Thank you sis. Or so they say. <
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