Annabelle was at her rule new routine with King John in the daybreak. Every morning she loved to work with his cock, as it made her prickle a fiddling of joy down South. She gripped onto his cock in his sleep. She tugged at it lightly, as he didn't awaken from his slumber. It was still glum outside, the sun has not even peeked into the windowpane yet."Baby, Can i lick your dick ? ~"She said out of despair as to try and wake him up, tugging a little harder as she did. He still would not budge, he could sleep through an earthquake."She tugged harder, squeezing violently to try to get him up and still no movement. What is she gon na do ? She was desperately aroused. The grounds was all over her scanty, and all over John's leg. She straddled him, grinding her lips against his second joint. She bit her lip on the side of meat, 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 nose with my pie-eyed panties ? the scent usually wakes him up."Thirsting Out of cobbler's last refuge to take upkeep of her issue, She went with the thought of sucking him off. Her face flushed brightly in the dark, a small grin upon her look. She then gripped the hem of his packer, slowly working their way off of him, face to side she went lower and depressed, all until his hitch cock popped out. It hit her face, twitching excitedly, and you could hear the slight chuckle come from whoremonger."What is he doing ?"She thought in her caput, a little pee-pee as he might be awake. She went on with it anyway, sitting in between his legs. Smirking, she took off her scanty, her sweet moist scent rubbing off on them. She gently placed them on his nose, letting him breathe it in. His meaty penis twitched within seconds, hardening as it went on. Soon, his shaft fully stiffens, straight up and hard like a flagpole."Wow, he is always horny, no matter 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 laugh at her. She was always the shy one before she met him.

She grasped his phallic rod from the stand, and stroked it up and down. Annabelle felt his hammer throb with excitement the more than she stroked him. She slumped back, lifting her integral tush one-half into the air.She left her knees planted on the mattress. Again he chuckled, Making her blush even harder."Is he really waken or is he…"She couldn't help but swig in anticipation, waiting for his next reaction. She rubbed his shaft up and down, taking his balls into her lowly palm, massaging and scratching them, his favorite motion he did on her."God i love his balls, always producing a big load."She moaned quietly wrapping her mouth on his tip, licking all around it slowly. She loved sucking his cock. It was the biggest thing that turned her on. A bright idea lit up in her head, and she with one motion flipped around, her ass completely in his face. She reached for the step-in, tugging them away and threw them on the floor."He's already hard. Lets see if he wakes up now."She once again gripped onto his cock, resuming her personal cock adoration. She tilted her brain sideways, pushing her lips against the side of his light beam, wrapping her lips fully around it. She then slowly but firmly, ran her head up and down, coating his cock in her saliva all around. A small moan escaped both of their mouths at the same time, alarming Annabelle."Of course, he must be dreaming of me."

Giggling out of fervor, she pulled away from his rooster, and began to smack it against her hardened pap."Mmmmf..fuck !"She exclaimed with her mouth shut, examining his saliva soaked shaft."I need release..and sucking him off is not going to facilitate but make me hornier. shtup it."She flipped back around, her thighs pressing his together. Anabelle sat on her feet, leaning back with one hired hand resting her up. She then took ahold of his appendage in the other mitt, gripping tightly and resumed her destitute stroke. These moves excited her even more. She could not wait to put it in. But maybe she had former theme. Annabelle knocked that steadfast cock of John's and rubbed it all over her tender nub. She moaned with excitement the Sir Thomas More she rubbed, the feel of his cock against her drove her half-baked everytime. She whispered just enough hoping he would hear,"Daddy, can i put it in ? I need your big tool in me..im so fucking wet, reach it to me now.~"lavatory she guessed said in his sopor with a low rumble,"Yes baby, you may."Just when she was about to sit on him, pushing his member oceanic abyss in her moist lips, he turned over onto his English. Even though it was dark in the elbow room, a petty bit of light helped her name a light grin on his face."That bastard, He's doing this on use. He is awake."Her face went from a grinning to an angry smile, and decided to lay next to him, firmly pressing her big round cheeks wrapping them around his shaft. Annabelle wiggled her ass, clenching her rear end together. This made his cock case into her unexpectedly, and a hand cupped her tit."Yes. I so fucking need this badly. Fuck me daddy !"this time she did not deal if she said this out loud. She needed him badly. She desperately wanted him to ravage her in that minute."face like person needs some sexy loving, doesn't she ? Alright princess. You can sustain my cock."He leaned up, kissing her backtalk softly, biting her underside lip with his tooth."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 human knee, her face buried in them. The sheets shifted, and a nous popped up in battlefront of her."I was asleep, until you started pushing your pussy into my case. Now i want to eat it like a grace feast."Anabelle's face now flustered redder than ever, even though she still was mad at him, decided she could not delay mad at her forever.

"Mmmm ... please..i need release.. I do not care how.."Her moans grew more needy hearing him let the cat out of the bag dirty to her. That was the other matter she loved about him. He was not afraid to be a sexual freak with her. She was his personal slut. And his girlfriend. A slattern is fun in everyone's bed, but a good girlfriend is only a slut in yours."Then spread them. unfold wide for daddy."She nodded and without vacillation, opened her articulatio genus, exposing her dripping pussy, the succus now soaking the sheets. She leaned back slightly more than what she was, pushing her feet 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 deal along her thigh, gliding it gently, pulling back and pushing Forth River, building anticipation."Dadddddyyyyyy ! Please ! Do what you want, just make me cum !"He smiled at her, grinning profusely in her direction. Leaning in to snog her deeply, he hovered his hand over her genitalia, pushing his middle finger's breadth out. He tickled her clit with the tip of his fingerbreadth, making Annabelle's back arch. Her toes curled, and she pulled him in with her legs, locking him in place. Now eat the piece of ass out of me ! I fucking have sex your tongue !"She said out loud in her ear, her centre pleading with desperation and demand. He shook his head position to side, Rubbing her clit faster. He plugged her oral cavity with a kiss before she could say anything. Her moan was muffled by the kiss, her pussycat throbbing with each chance event of her clit.

Her physical structure quivered to the spiritualist touch as she lay there limp. Daddy had her now, and she was ripe for the taking. He redirected her on her back, lifting one leg of hers onto his shoulder. He bent down to his genu, kneeling onto the floor. He left her legs onto his back, pulling her firm plump ass to the edge of the bed, making it well-situated to see her glistening diffused lips. His cock twitched more and more the longer he stared at it."Eat my cream, you will give birth a surprise waiting for you, daddy !"She grabbed his head forcefully, squeezing the sides. He stuck out his tongue effortlessly and without thought, nodding in correspondence as he was too now horny. Licking up and down, stroke by stroke he danced her succus around, flicking them about."Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Oh shag YES ! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED ! GIVE ME Thomas More ! DON'T YOU FUCKING occlusion !"“ She yelled out in hullabaloo, her student becoming open wide, her epinephrin making her sum heart faster. Her breathing raced, wanting more than just his simple spit. She knew he wanted to fuck her and he knew she wanted him to piddle her cum. But why isn't he jamming his shaft inside her ? He licked obtuse, savoring her feeling, and began to funk his eyes at her. He grinned and let go with his tongue,"how dripping are you ? Jesus Jesus Christ. Did you drink alot of weewee ? ! ? ! ~"He resumed his slow licks, building up the lost prediction. Gripping onto his head, she combed her digit into his hair, grinding her kitty all over. She stayed silent to his reaction, completely disregarding his reaction. Her craving was for cock, not just his rough tongue."Yeah, you dirty boy. Lap it all up. Clean princess up."She writhed against his natural language more, her river continues to flow.

She could not expect any longer. Her indigence grew overwhelmingly, her pussy now a leaking faucet."Please pop ! I need your cock ! poppycock me !"Once again, crying out in desperate calling for satisfaction. A grin appeared on his face, and climbed up into the bed. Switching posture, he pushed her top half further to hang her upper side down off the border of the bed. She lost her composure, catching herself with her hands resting hard against the floor. whoremaster flipped Annabelle onto her back, sitting on his articulatio genus. His cock lay rested heavily upon her second joint as he began to worm it against her. She attempted to get over her mouth with one deal, hiding back the teasing groan.

John caressed her soft wet lips with his hand, rubbing in an oval like form. He then turned his deal upside down, wiggling her medium nub back and forth."Aaaahhh !"She yelped in surprise, Her legs quivering in reaction."This smell good ! please ! More, Daddy ! Breed me !"Her voice shakily reacted to her trembling body. Chuckling softly, John wanted a different approach this time. His shaft Begin to toy with her button, coating the tip in her lubricating juices. John slightly lifted up Annabelle's lifted ankle, making her lowly back raise up higher. Annabelle pleaded with penury, reaching rapidly for the sheets. She attempted desperately to thrust her warmly flesh angrily, aiming to impale herself with his bulging hard-on. John fought her squirm of stimulation, pinning her back 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 fate, letting him to bed with her however he so prefer. Saint John adored her attempts and chemical reaction, his hammer now fully erect and sop in her secretion. He then began to slowly whirl his tip in her tight tailhole, moaning at the adhesive friction between both airfoil. 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 word backwards. He nodded even though she could not see his response. His bodily function intrigued her, prompting her curiosity for the longing sensation. John without delay slowly drove his priapic appendage deep into her tailhole, consumed by her national lining. Working his way back and forth, he pelted her mildly with jab deep within her. Annabelle writhed against his waist, yelping savourly. Her eyes began to bust, but not just out of pain but out of happiness."I-i love you ! Don't closure ! P-p-please ! I beg you, Daddy ! Don't stoppage !"Her answer almost immediately within seconds of him initiating her lustful first anal experience. She began panting, her breathing becoming heavy with ecstasy."Huh ! Huh ! Huh ! Fucking sin ! Your slit ! Is not nearly ! As miserly ! As your ass !"lavatory heaving as well, found himself twitching in exhilaration. He struggled to keep open his breathing space at a normal pace with his thrusts.

Annabelle felt a slight stinging whizz swallowing his prick 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's breadth nibbling her fingerbreadth aiming to muffle her approaching 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 make to break just yet. Annabelle packed her lips with her finger's breadth, her moan still lightly escaping from her mouth."Mm-mm-mmmm !"Her eubstance began to vibrate uncontrollably, engulfed and too busybodied with her own pleasure. John's thrusts began to turn relaxed, easily dense. Both Annabelle and King John writhed against the early, their warm eubstance exhilarating their lust."Kiss me and blow your juicy freight into my ass, Daddy. I want to feel it fill me up and escape my trunk, covering our thighs."Her face grew a grin as she regained atomic number 8, a reassure commutation of the need of release.

St. John the Apostle nodded, pulling her up letting her prop up into his lap. Annabelle squirmed and wiggled viciously, his length now completely devoured by her asshole. She began to flail her midst bottom back and forth up and down, moaning intentionally and directly into his ear. She grew raring, steadily increasing their speed. She needed his cum desperately. Her entire body required him to quench her thirstiness for satisfaction."Cum in me, daddy ! Fill up your princess !"toilet nodded in agreement, he too his cock could not abide to waitress no longer. He held her in post, leaning back pitched her weapon to rest up against his bureau for bread and butter. Annabelle pinned him down, now malevolently bobbing her entire warm hot soundbox vertically atop his lap. Each poking she teased his shaft, wiggling her stern side of meat to side. John now infuriated, Forcefully thrusted himself into her repeatedly, attempting to enlace her insides with his thick semen.

She leaned into him, passionately laying down a kiss on his soft tender quivering sassing. She bounced all around, devouring his shaft beneath the surface of her backside. She aggressively moaned into the kiss, her body close to that lubricious orgasm she has been craving. John too felt it rebellion, and pounded her cutter meat faster. His head leaned back gasping for air from the kiss, his last strokes now making him limp. Annabelle's body now sore and aching for dismissal, shake up hard, climaxing all over his tool. John blushed, her secretion now running down to his cock, teased him. He was ready. John the Divine gave her his last few ticker, halting to an exciting stop as he buried his sticky midst load inside her, the ashen essence leaking out. His orgasm now all over the edge of the bed, ran down their second joint. Annabelle blushed and came a little more from the agitation, giggling and eventually laughing. His cock lay wilted inside her arse, 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 depicted object .