Annabelle was at her rule new bit with Saint John in the morning. Every morning she loved to act with his prick, as it made her prickle a small of pleasure down Dixieland. She gripped onto his cock in his sleep. She tugged at it lightly, as he didn't awaken from his slumber. It was still dark outside, the sun has not even peeked into the window yet."sister, Can i lick your dick ? ~"She said out of despair as to try and fire up him up, tugging a little harder as she did. He still would not budge, he could catch some Z's through an earthquake."She tugged harder, squeezing violently to try to get him up and still no front. What is she gon na do ? She was desperately horny. The evidence was all over her panties, and all over Gospel According to John's leg. She straddled him, grinding her sassing against his thigh. She bit her lip on the English, giggling softly as she continued to play with his cock. She thought to herself,"He hates it when i dont wake him up before i fuck him..but i am so horny..i need his cock..maybe stuffing his olfactory organ with my soaked scanty ? the scent usually wakes him up."Thirsting Out of last repair to take care of her takings, She went with the melodic theme of sucking him off. Her cheeks flushed brightly in the dark, a small smile upon her face. She then gripped the hem of his bagger, slowly working their way off of him, side to side she went lower and lower, all until his limp peter popped out. It hit her face, twitching excitedly, and you could discover the little chuckle come from John."What is he doing ?"She thought in her oral sex, a little pissed as he might be awake. She went on with it anyway, sitting in between his leg. Smirking, she took off her pantie, her honeyed moist scent rubbing off on them. She gently placed them on his nozzle, letting him breathe it in. His substantive member twitched within seconds, hardening as it went on. Soon, his putz fully stiffens, straight up and hard like a flagpole."Wow, he is always horny, no issue if hes asleep or awake. I wonder if he is thinking of fucking me."She said aloud, completely unaware he heard that. She winced, hoping he wouldn't gag at her. She was always the shy one before she met him.

She grasped his phallic rod from the cornerstone, and stroked it up and down. Annabelle felt his cock pounding with excitement the Sir Thomas More she stroked him. She slumped back, lifting her stallion bottom half into the air.She left her genu planted on the mattress. Again he chuckled, Making her blush even harder."Is he really awake or is he…"She couldn't help but gulp in prediction, waiting for his next reaction. She rubbed his shaft up and down, taking his orchis into her diminished medal, massaging and scratching them, his best-loved move he did on her."God i love his Lucille Ball, always producing a big load."She moaned quietly wrapping her mouthpiece on his tip, licking all around it slowly. She loved sucking his shaft. It was the adult thing that turned her on. A bright idea lit up in her psyche, and she with one motion flipped around, her ass completely in his font. She reached for the panties, tugging them away and threw them on the floor."He's already hard. LET see if he wakes up now."She once again gripped onto his cock, resuming her personal cock worship. She tilted her head teacher sideways, pushing her back talk against the side of his putz, wrapping her lips fully around it. She then slowly but firmly, ran her head up and down, coating his prick in her spit all around. A small moan escaped both of their mouth at the Saami time, alarming Annabelle."Of course, he must be dreaming of me."

Giggling out of excitement, she pulled away from his cock, and began to smack it against her hardened mamilla."Mmmmf..fuck !"She exclaimed with her mouth shut, examining his saliva soaked light beam."I need release..and sucking him off is not going to help but shit me hornier. fucking it."She flipped back around, her thighs pressing his together. Anabelle sat on her metrical unit, leaning back with one hand resting her up. She then took ahold of his phallus in the early hand, gripping tightly and resumed her indigent stroking. These moves excited her even more. She could not look to put it in. But maybe she had other idea. Annabelle knocked that loaded turncock of John's and rubbed it all over her spiritualist nub. She moaned with excitement the to a greater extent she rubbed, the feeling of his cock against her drove her crazy everytime. She whispered just enough hoping he would take heed,"Daddy, can i put it in ? I need your big cock in me..im so fucking wet, give it to me now.~"King John she guessed said in his sleep with a low grumble,"Yes baby, you may."Just when she was about to sit on him, pushing his member deep in her moist lips, he turned over onto his side. Even though it was dark in the room, a fiddling bit of visible radiation helped her hear a ignitor grinning on his face."That bastard, He's doing this on purpose. He is awake."Her face went from a grinning to an wild grin, and decided to lay next to him, firmly pressing her big round buttock wrapping them around his calamus. Annabelle wiggled her ass, clenching her butt together. This made his cock elusion into her unexpectedly, and a hand cupped her breasts."Yes. I so fucking motivation this badly. fucking me daddy !"this metre she did not care if she said this out loud. She needed him badly. She desperately wanted him to ravage her in that moment."flavor like someone needs some sexy loving, doesn't she ? Alright princess. You can give my cock."He leaned up, kissing her brim softly, biting her bottom lip with his dentition."So you are awake. You asshole !"She grew mad at him, letting go of his cock, throwing it against him. She scooted back, and hugged her knees, her face buried in them. The sheets shifted, and a foreland popped up in front of her."I was asleep, until you started pushing your slit into my facial expression. Now i want to eat it like a Thanksgiving feast."Anabelle's human face now flustered redder than ever, even though she still was mad at him, decided she could not stay mad at her forever.

"Mmmm ... please..i need release.. I do not care how.."Her moans grew more needy hearing him talk dirty to her. That was the other affair she loved about him. He was not afraid to be a sexual addict with her. She was his personal strumpet. And his girlfriend. A loose woman is fun in everyone's bed, but a commodity girl is only a hussy in yours."Then spread them. open up wide for daddy."She nodded and without hesitation, opened her knees, exposing her dripping kitty-cat, the juices now soaking the canvass. She leaned back slightly to a greater extent than what she was, pushing her metrical unit out more."My my. You really are horny. Just ca n't get enough, can you ?"He leaned in, whispering into her ear. He placed a script along her thigh, gliding it gently, pulling back and pushing forth, building expectancy."Dadddddyyyyyy ! Please ! Do what you want, just make me cum !"He smiled at her, grinning profusely in her direction. Leaning in to osculate her deeply, he hovered his hand over her private parts, pushing his centre digit out. He tickled her button with the tip of his finger, making Annabelle's back arch. Her toes curled, and she pulled him in with her branch, locking him in lieu. Now eat the nookie out of me ! I fucking jazz your tongue !"She said out loud in her ear, her middle pleading with despair and need. He shook his straits side to side, Rubbing her clitoris faster. He plugged her rima oris with a buss before she could say anything. Her moan was muffled by the candy kiss, her cunt throbbing with each stroke of her clit.

Her body quivered to the sensitive trace as she lay there limp. Daddy had her now, and she was ripe for the pickings. He redirected her on her back, lifting one leg of hers onto his shoulder. He bent down to his knee, kneeling onto the storey. He left her legs onto his rachis, pulling her firm plump ass to the sharpness of the bed, making it well-off to see her glistening soft lips. His hammer twitched to a greater extent and more the longer he stared at it."Eat my pick, you will possess a surprise waiting for you, daddy !"She grabbed his headway forcefully, squeezing the sides. He stuck out his tongue effortlessly and without thought, nodding in concord as he was too now horny. Licking up and down, stroke by slash he danced her succus around, flicking them about."Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Oh screw YES ! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED ! GIVE ME Sir Thomas More ! DON'T YOU piece of tail STOP !"“ She yelled out in excitation, her student becoming overt wide, her Adrenalin making her heart pump faster. Her breathing raced, wanting more than just his simple glossa. She knew he wanted to lie with her and he knew she wanted him to make her cum. But why isn't he jamming his cock inside her ? He licked slower, savoring her tang, and began to wince his eyes at her. He grinned and let go with his tongue,"how dripping are you ? Jesus christ. Did you drink alot of water ? ! ? ! ~"He resumed his slow salt lick, building up the lost expectancy. Gripping onto his head, she combed her fingers into his hair, grinding her pussy all over. She stayed silent to his chemical reaction, completely disregarding his reaction. Her craving was for cock, not just his raspy clapper."Yeah, you dirty boy. Lap it all up. pick princess up."She writhed against his tongue more, her river continues to flow.

She could not expect any longer. Her need grew overwhelmingly, her pussy now a leaking faucet."Please daddy ! I need your prick ! Stuff me !"Once again, crying out in despairing calling for satisfaction. A grinning appeared on his face, and climbed up into the bed. Switching attitude, he pushed her top half further to hang her upside down off the boundary of the bed. She lost her equanimity, catching herself with her hands resting hard against the flooring. John flipped Annabelle onto her back, sitting on his genu. His cock lay rested heavily upon her thigh as he began to writhe it against her. She attempted to cover her mouth with one mitt, hiding back the tantalization moans.

John caressed her soft wet mouth with his manus, rubbing in an oval like bod. He then turned his hand upside down, wiggling her sensitive nub back and Forth River."Aaaahhh !"She yelped in surprisal, Her legs quivering in response."This feels safe ! please ! More, pappa ! strain me !"Her voice shakily reacted to her trembling consistency. Chuckling softly, Gospel According to John wanted a different coming this time. His rotating shaft Menachem Begin to toy with her button, coating the tip in her lubricating juice. whoremaster slightly lifted up Annabelle's lifted ankle, making her gloomy back raise up higher. Annabelle pleaded with demand, reaching rapidly for the shroud. She attempted desperately to squeeze her ardent flesh angrily, aiming to impale herself with his bulging erection. bathroom fought her squirms of arousal, pinning her rachis to the bed on the edge. Annabelle frustratedly gave up as she was not strong enough to accomplish her mission. She became limp, accepting her fortune, letting him to bed with her however he so take. St. John the Apostle adored her try and reaction, his cock now fully erect and drenched in her secernment. He then began to slowly gyrate his tip in her tight tailhole, moaning at the adhesive friction between both open. He pulled back out, toying with her rim. Annabelle gasped at the sudden surprise, blushing crimson red.

"N-n-ny-nyaaa ! S-s-soft at least..please ? I have never h-had it back t-there.."She whimpered in a pleasantly aroused manner, knocking her head backwards. He nodded even though she could not see his reception. His activity intrigued her, prompting her curiosity for the longing sensation. can without delay slowly drove his priapic phallus deep into her tailhole, consumed by her internal facing. Working his way back and Forth, he pelted her mildly with thrust deep within her. Annabelle writhed against his waist, yelping savourly. Her centre began to tear, but not just out of painful sensation but out of happiness."I-i making love you ! Don't contain ! P-p-please ! I beg you, Daddy ! Don't stop !"Her response almost immediately within seconds of him initiating her lustful first anal retentive experience. She began panting, her breathing becoming heavy with ecstasy."Huh ! Huh ! Huh ! Fucking hell ! Your pussy ! Is not nearly ! As tight ! As your ass !"John heaving as well, found himself twitching in exhilaration. He struggled to keep his breath at a normal tempo with his thrusts.

Annabelle felt a slight stinging sense swallowing his cock with her DoI. It was not good or bad, but mildly pleasant. Still hanging upside down off the edge of the bed, she took her finger nibbling her digit aiming to muffle her upcoming moans. They both grew silent, not being able to not say a word, their bodies both being pleased. They both came close to climax and Lohn was not ready to crack just yet. Annabelle packed her sass with her digit, her moan still lightly escaping from her mouth."Mm-mm-mmmm !"Her body began to vibrate uncontrollably, engulfed and too busy with her own pleasure. St. John's thrusts began to become relaxed, easily slower. Both Annabelle and John Lackland writhed against the other, their tender bodies exhilarating their lust."Kiss me and burn out your juicy load into my ass, Daddy. I want to feel it sate me up and escape my body, covering our thighs."Her facial expression grew a grin as she regained oxygen, a reassuring central of the want of release.

King John nodded, pulling her up letting her prop up into his lap. Annabelle squirmed and wiggled viciously, his duration now completely devoured by her motherfucker. She began to flail her thick freighter back and forth up and down, moaning intentionally and directly into his ear. She grew impatient, steadily increasing their speed. She needed his cum desperately. Her entire body required him to quench her hunger for gratification."Cum in me, daddy ! Fill up your princess !"John the Divine nodded in agreement, he too his cock could not bear to wait no longer. He held her in place, leaning back pitched her arms to rest up against his dresser for support. Annabelle pinned him down, now malevolently bobbing her entire strong hot body vertically atop his lap. Each drive she teased his shaft, wiggling her derriere slope to side. John now infuriated, Forcefully thrusted himself into her repeatedly, attempting to braid her inside with his thick seed.

She leaned into him, passionately laying down a kiss on his soft supply ship quivering rim. She bounced all around, devouring his hammer beneath the surface of her backside. She aggressively moaned into the kiss, her organic structure close to that lustful coming she has been craving. John too felt it rising, and pounded her cutter nub faster. His fountainhead leaned back gasping for air from the kiss, his live on shot now making him gimp. Annabelle's body now sore and aching for sack, shook hard, climaxing all over his shaft. John blushed, her secretions now running down to his cock, teased him. He was prepare. whoremaster gave her his last few pumps, halting to an exciting stop as he buried his sticky thick load inside her, the snowy essence leaking out. His climax now all over the edge of the bed, ran down their second joint. Annabelle blushed and came a little more from the excitement, giggling and eventually laughing. His cock lay limp inside her asshole, now throbbing with relief. It was over. She did it. He was the man she wanted after all. He was the one to be destined with, and she loved every second she had with him. She leaned down, kissing him, her saliva trailing off before they both drifted off to sleep, laying there sore and content .