All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

"Bad line," he admonished her, then slapped her clit with the head and her hips jerked and a jolt of pleasure went through her, Jesus, he was hard! "But can't say it's not true."He pushed his wide bulbous head through her lips, then pressed it to her pussy which was still open from having three of his fingers inside it."Baby, with a dick like that you can be as cocky as you want to be," she ran her tongue over her lips. "I can't wait to taste it.""Sorry, I'm a lot closer to these lips," he pushed his tip into her and she grunted as her lips were forced to spread around him."Even better I'll be able to taste my cunt at the same time." She replied, loving the look of lust on his face her words inspired."I think I remember you saying you didn't want this to be easy," Tristan thrust his hips, plowing his lengthy cock deep inside her."Fuck!" Miranda shouted, then clapped her hand over her mouth.Tristan eased back, then thrust into her again and her eyes felt as if they were going to

She slurped her way back up his cock, releasing it with a loud sucking sound. Gripping it in her hand, she spit on the head and slid her hand over it, then resumed stroking him.Miranda lowered her head and let a long thick glob of spit ooze from between her lips onto his head. She took him in her mouth, noisily slurping up the mess as she bobbed her head, effortlessly deep throating him.Good to see she hadn't lost one of the most important life skills she'd learned in college. That and God bless the lack of a gag reflex. She slipped him from her mouth and ducked her head."I can't believe this," Tristan breathed above her as she swirled her tongue over his balls.Miranda then sucked on each in turn, stretching it out as far as she dared, and keeping her eyes on hers. She then opened her mouth as wide as she could and managed to suck his entire sack into it.Tristan groaned and his hand tightened in her hair, as she held both balls in her mouth, her tongue sliding over them. She rele

"Why? I was going to ask you if you really need to leave because I think I need summer school!" he laughed. "Miranda, you...holy shit you're fucking amazing.""So are you, Tristan," she went to stand, and he took her hand, helping her up, and even pulled the chair over for her to sit. "Still proving it.""You want me to get dressed real quick and grab some water from the vending machine?""There's a couple left in the small fridge in the corner," she pointed.He went and got them, opening hers before passing it to her. They both chugged most of their bottles before lowering them and releasing identical sighs."This was just what I needed, she shook her head. "Look at me, naked except for my damn shoes, cum all over me, came three times, and," she smiled up at him. "Loving every second of it.""I was here to please after all," he raised his eyebrows. "A?""Consider it done," she grabbed his semi hard cock, and lifting it to her lips gave it a soft kiss. "Good job.""Feel bad taking it,

Ann lay on her back, naked, her large breasts hanging off either side of her torso and played with the fake cum until she felt that slight but unwelcome feeling of shame start to creep through her mind as she contemplated cleaning up after her Friday morning ritual of self pleasure, thinking she must be a freak to need to concoct an elaborate scenario that included a kitchen mixture to get off properly, instead of what she imagined most "normal" women must do -- a quick and clean release with their fingers or vibrator. She sighed as gathered the saucepan, syringe, and dildo, stopping by the bathroom to throw her panties into the hamper before heading to the kitchen to wash the tools of her masturbatory session.After getting home from school, Brandon eagerly ditched his mother and slipped into the bathroom, his cock already beginning to stir in his jeans. He pulled down his pants and underwear and sat on the toilet, reaching out to open the lid of the clothes hamper. His nose picked u

Sunday Storm WarningAnn headed to her job at the grocery store the next morning, checking the weather to see when the snow would hit. She worked from 7:00am to 4:00pm and was relieved to see the snow was supposed to start around 6:00pm that night. As she mechanically steered her car to her work, her mind worked through the scene with her son from yesterday. She hoped she had nipped it in the bud as there was no way she was going to give her only child more mental or emotional damage. The night before she had masturbated in her bed, fantasizing about the cum filled panties, her fingers alternating between plunging in and out of her sloppy pussy and in and out of her mouth as she imagined her juices were semen she sucked off her fingers. She told herself last night and again this morning that wasn't the same thing at all as incest. She was focused on the cum, not the producer of it.After the car pulled out of the driveway, Brandon dug around in the back of one of the kitchen cabinets,