"Is there any consequence if I rape you?" Laura froze. Her answer had to be degrading. It had to be encouraging. "No," she said. "None at all. I like being raped too." She orgasmed against her girlfriend's mouth, then stepped back. "What do you think, are you ready to have some fun with her?" His cock twitched visibly. "Absolutely." "Good," Laura smiled. She knelt down beside Erica, then whispered in her girlfriend's ear, "I've been feeding you fertility drugs, Erica. If he fucks you, you'll get pregnant." She watched alarm amateur race across Erica's face. Erica started to her feet, panicking, preparing to run to the door - but then Daniel grabbed her by the hair and pulled her hard. She fell to the ground, and a moment later Daniel was on top of her, pulling off her slutty clothes. Laura watched with delight as Daniel got Erica naked, pried her legs apart, and then sank his cock into the struggling girl's wet vagina. Damnit. “Of course it does, sweetheart! ‘god amateur yes, you’re so big, I love it’ It’s obvious that you’re really enjoying all this. Four days later: She screamed “Cum in me Daddy, Cum in your baby Girl… Please fill me with your hot daddy cum.” Right after she said that I felt mom touch my balls from behind apparently reaching between my legs. The only sensation Noémie was aware of was the twin pair of throbbing fucksticks simultaneously hitting every possible pleasure point in Noémie’s pussy.
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