The Devil's PactChapter 28: Alice free porn video

Giggling, we burst into the Wedding Lace, a bridal shop near my house. It was Tuesday afternoon, and I was here to for my wedding dress's second fitting. The seamstress was finished with the alterations and we had to make sure that her adjustments correct. Her name was Bonnie, and she was a purple-haired beauty covered in piercings. Even her cunt was pierced and I remembered how I played with the silver ring in her labia as I ate her pussy out during the first fitting. And her tongue piercing, I shivered just remember ho great it when Bonnie ran it through my slit. I was getting a little wet just thinking about it.

My three bridesmaids were with me: Mark's younger sister Antsy and my two sisters, Shannon and Missy. We were also going to select the bridesmaids dresses and get their fittings taken care of. My maid-of-honor, Alice, was also meeting us here. I hadn't seen her in a week, not since she found me in the motel up in Seattle and drove me home after the big fight I had with Mark. Mark was under this spell from a nun and it almost drove us apart. All week Alice has been bugging me to get together and she sound so happy to be able to see me today when we spoke on the phone.

"Remember ladies, be on your best behavior," I warned my bridesmaids. "Alice, doesn't know about any of this. I want her to be kept away from all of this and be normal."

Shannon frowned at me, slipping into her mother role. When our whore of mother left us, Shannon had to take her place. She had to grow up a little too quickly and liked to forget I wasn't a child anymore. "You didn't keep us away from this," Shannon pointed out. "I seemed to remember how eager you were to get me and Missy into bed."

"Mark and I needed your help," I explained, half apologetically. "And, well, that left you vulnerable to our enemies. Alice is under no commands. I told her to ignore my orders and Mark hasn't given her any, either. So, she has a silver aura so she can't be touched by a nun."

"I had a silver aura," Antsy pointed out. The latest nun, her name was Theodora according to Antsy, tried to break Mark and I up. The nun's spell made Mark and Antsy obsessed with each other. I guess the nun wanted to split us apart to to make it easier to pick us off. And it almost worked. But, Mark's behavior changed too radically and I became suspicious and found a way to break the spell.

"Well..." I trailed off, frowning. Antsy was right. There was a lot we didn't know. The sooner Sam, our newest slut, finished translating the Magicks of the Witch of Endor, the better. "Well, Mark and I are protected against that spell, now. So it would be pointless for any nun to go after Alice that way."

We entered the Wedding Lace and Bonnie smiled and walked up and boldly kissed me. Alice was in the back and she was glaring daggers at Bonnie. She pushed past Bonnie and kissed me, just as boldly, and for twice as long. The kiss was great, her lips soft and left me a little breathless, but I wondered what has gotten into her, lately. She just seemed so possessive of me.

"Why am I not surprised that you sleep with your bridesmaids, too," Bonnie giggled.

Alice answered, "Well, not all of them, I hope." There was an edge to her voice. Jealousy? No, that couldn't be it. "Two of them are her sisters."

I laughed and ignored the comment. "It's great to see you, too, Alice," I told her with a smile. "And you know Shannon and Missy, of course."

"Hey, Alice," Shannon said, hugging her old friend from High School. "It's good to see you."

"I hear you're engaged," Alice said, kissing Shannon on the cheek. "To George, right."

Shannon beamed. "Yeah, I guess I'll need to come back and start shopping for my wedding dress."

"Well, I'm happy for you," Alice told her and gave Shannon a warm hug.

Shannon held her tightly, and bent down to whisper, "So, you'll bang my little sister but not me."

Alice flushed. "I ... what..."

Shannon laughed. "You are so easy to tease, Alice." Shannon gave Alice a kiss on the cheek, and asked, "And how's Dean doing?"

Alice ignored the question about her husband, and instead ruffled Missy's hair. "How's it hanging, pipsqueak." I knew Dean and Alice were having martial problems. Dean worked too much and did not spend enough time with Alice. His neglect had already led her to have one affair with her yoga instructor.

Missy scowled at Alice, patting at her hair. "I'm fifteen, now," she complained. "Not a little girl anymore."

Alice hugged her. "But you'll always be my little pipsqueak."

I could see Missy grinding her teeth. She desperately wanted to be treated like an adult now that she was fifteen and I wanted to head off a Missy-tantrum before it started. "C'mon, let's look at the bridesmaids dresses. Unless you want me to put you in something just ugly."

"You wouldn't!" Missy gasped.

"Well, it's my special day and I do not want my little sister looking hotter than me!" I grinned at Missy.

We started browsing the shelves and I handed Alice a ruffled, pale blue dress. "Let's see how this looks on you," I told her.

"But I like this cream one," Missy complained, holding up a dress.

"Then go try it on," I told her. "And we'll see which dress looks nicer."

Alice took the dress and walked into a changing room. "Um, Mary, could you help me with this," Alice called.

I smiled, she was so transparent. I slipped into the changing room and found Alice naked, a smile playing on her full, kissable lips, lighting up her round face. Black curls framed her face, drawing the eyes to her perfect features and enchanting, hazel eyes. Her breasts were perky, about my size, and her hips curvy. Her pussy was freshly shaven and moist with excitement.

"I just need you so badly," she whispered. "I've missed you so much."

"I know, it's just been so busy," I sighed. "How about tomorrow, at the usual spot?"

Alice's eyes lit up. "I'd love that. Now kiss me you sexy vixen!"

I pressed her up against the wall, kissing her on the mouth. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet. Her tongue fenced with mine as I trailed my fingers down her side, following her hip and sliding down to the wet furnace between her legs. Her body twitched as my finger's lightly caressed her clit, then I slid them up inside her juicy depths.

She moaned into my mouth, her eyes closed tight as she writhed on my fingers. I found her hard clit with the heal of my hand, slowly grinding on the sensitive pearl as I fucked my two fingers in and out of her wet tunnel. Her hands gripped my face, pulled me tighter against her lips. Her body spasmed beneath me, the little minx was so hot for me she was already cumming. I pulled my sticky fingers out, broke the kiss and licked the juices slowly off my fingers.

"Thanks," Alice gasped. "I needed that."

"And what about what I need?" I asked her archly, pulling up the front of my skirt, exposing my wet slit.

Alice glanced nervously out the door. "What about your sisters and that other girl?"

"They won't care."

"Okay," she sighed happily, kneeling down before me.

Her hands were almost trembling, the poor dear, as she spread my thighs. I leaned back against the dressing room wall and sighed as she licked up my slit. Her tongue was rough velvet on my pussy, feeling just delicious. A second swipe across my cunt, and this time she brushed my clit and I shivered in pleasure. Then her tongue dug eagerly into me, lapping hard at my pussy. Alice was a like a starving girl, feasting on the delicacies of my pussy.

Her hands gripped my plump ass, squeezing my cheeks as her tongue dug up inside my cunt. My breath quickened. If the little minx kept this up, I'd be cumming in no time. I let out a soft moan as her tongue flicked rapidly at my clit. Then her lips sealed over my little bud and sucked hard as she shoved two fingers up inside me, curling about and finding my G-spot. My orgasm exploded through me, quaking through my entire body and a loud gasp escaped my lips.

When I slipped out of the dressing room, Shannon and Antsy applaud. "Sounded like a good one, Mary!" Antsy smirked.

"Thanks for making my little sister happy," Shannon hollered into the stall where Alice was slipping on the blue dress.

"Uh, you're welcome, Shannon," Alice answered back, sounding uncertain.

Missy came out in her cream dress. The shoulders were ruffled lace, gathered to look like flowers, with a scooped neckline that showed off Missy's rather small cleavage. The arms were left bare and the dress hugged Missy's torso then flared at the hips into a flowing, satin skirt.

"Oh, don't you just look gorgeous," Bonnie cooed.

"You look hot," Antsy purred.

Missy flushed bright red. "Do I really?"

"Yeah, Missy," I told her. Alice came out in the pale blue dress and it just didn't compare to the cream one. Even Alice agreed. "Then its settled."

We laughed and giggled as each of the girls was measured. Antsy and my sisters were taking after me, and stopped wearing underwear. All their tits were perky enough to get away with it, though Shannon's tits were only barely able to. She was starting to sag, but it wasn't that noticeable. Bonnie seemed to have fun accidentally brushing the girls.

"Umm, you have skilled fingers," Antsy purred as Bonnie "measured" her inseam for a very long time. The tape measure kept slipping out of her hand when she reached Antsy crouch and Bonnie's fingers kept rubbing through her shaved slit.

"I have to get Mary's wedding dress out of the back," Bonnie said when she finished Antsy, the last girl to be measured.

"Oh, let me help you," Antsy said excitedly.

We all giggled as we heard their moans of pleasure from the back, even Alice. "Mary, where did you find this seamstress?"

"I just get lucky with the ladies," I told her with a wink.

Another loud gasp came from the back room and Alice had a flush on her cheeks. She looked so cute, I pulled her into my lap and started to kiss her. Her tongue played with mine, dancing about inside my mouth as I tasted her sweet lips. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Missy sit in Shannon's lap and my sisters started to make out. They were supposed to be on their best behavior.

Well, I would need to keep Alice distracted. She was wearing a tight blouse with delicate little buttons down the front. My fingers deftly undid her blouse, exposing her black bra cupping her breasts. I slid my hands behind her back and unclasped her bra exposing her beautiful, small breasts and their hard nipples.

"What are you doing?" Alice hissed, breaking the kiss. "We're not alone."

"That's what makes it fun," I giggled and pulled her back in a kiss.

Her bra was off and her perky tits were exposed, her aerola pink and wrinkled and a hard nipple thrust out of the center. I fingered a hard nipple and just had to suck on one. I broke the kiss and bent down to suck a nipple into my mouth, rolling it around my tongue. Alice moaned softly and the gasped in alarm.

"Mary your sisters are..." she started to shout, but I cut her off with another kiss.

Missy had her shorts pulled down, bunched around her ankles and Shannon was fingering her little cunt. There were only a few wisps of light, red hair between covering Missy's teenage pussy. Missy was a late bloomer, her breasts just budding and her hips were still boyish slim.

"Expressing their love for each other," I finished when I broke the kiss. "Aren't they beautiful together?"

"I guess," Alice muttered then a suspicious look filled her face and she stared at me accusingly.

"Yeah, I've expressed my sisterly love with them," I answered.

Alice frowned then she was kissing my passionately, her tongue shoved into my mouth. I grasped one of her breasts, playing with it in my hand. I enjoyed the way a woman's breasts felt when you squeezed it, soft and firm, and topped with that sensitive little nub. I rubbed her aerola in circles as her hands pushed into the bodice of my dress and started playing with my freckled tits. Her fingers felt amazing on my nipples.

"Ahem," Bonnie said, clearing her throat loudly. "If you're ready, Mary."

I broke the kiss and saw a flushed and disheveled Bonnie, holding my beautiful dress. Behind her stood Antsy, a pleased grin on her face as she licked her sticky lips. Alice pouted that we had to stop kissing then perked up as a stripped naked and stood up on the little plinth.

Shannon kept right on fingering Missy. "Umm, are you gonna cum for your big sister?"

"Yes, yes!" Missy moaned. "Ohh, fuck, make me cum, Shannon!" Missy shuddered on Shannon's lap, throwing back her long, strawberry blonde hair as she howled out in pleasure. Pleased, Shannon pulled out her sticky fingers and licked them clean.

First I had to try on the hosiery and undergarments. Bonnie held a beautiful, strapless bra. "Well, dear, you nipples should be nice and hard so we can see the full effect of the bra," Bonnie said, her purple hair swaying about her face as she cocked her head, staring hungrily at my breasts.

"My nipples are hard," I started to tell her, when her mouth sucked a breast into her mouth, her tongue swirling around my rock hard nubs. Her tongue felt amazing, warm and soft, contrasting with the hard, metal point of her tongue stud. She switched sides, giving my other breast the same, lavish attention.

Shannon sat next to Alice and put her arm around the black-haired woman. "What are you doing?" Alice asked, uncomfortable, her arms moving up to cover her bared breasts.

"Remember when we were seventeen and you were spending the night and I dared you to french me?" Shannon asked. Alice nodded, a fond smile appearing on her face. "Well, I wish I had the courage to do this." Shannon kissed Alice while her hands reached out and fondled her breast. Alice stiffened, her eyes sought mine out and I smiled and nodded. Alice relaxed and began kissing Shannon back. Seventeen, huh. Was that the night Alice saw me stepping naked out of the shower when I was thirteen?

Bonnie released my breast and slipped the bra on and I smiled, modeling in the mirror. The bra cupped my breasts perfectly, two satin hands cradling my perky tits, lifting them up just enough to make it seem like I had larger breasts.

Bonnie picked up pair of bikini-cut satin panties, and frowned. "You're all wet down there," Bonnie said with annoyance. "Let me clean you up."

Bonnie bent down and put her face so close to my pussy her warm breath tickled me. Then her tongue was swiping wet through my cunt. I shivered in pleasure as her tongue stud slid through my pussy and brushed my clit. Her hands grabbed my plump ass and she buried her face into my cunt, swiping her tongue over and over through my slit.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned. "Clean my pussy up! Fuck, you're cleaning my pussy so fucking well!"

I saw Missy giggle as Antsy was whispering in her ear, playing with my little sister's strawberry-blonde hair. Then Antsy was kissing at her neck, sliding her hands up and down Missy's thigh. Missy slipped off the chair and spread Antsy legs and dived under the jean skirt Antsy wore and began vigorously tonguing her cunt.

Shannon was also on her knees, eating out Alice's delicious pussy as Alice watched me, playing with her nipples. I smiled at her, one hand in Bonnie's hair, holding the seamstress's face into my cunt as her tongue stud drove me crazy with pleasure. Alice licked her lips at me, her eyelids fluttering with pleasure from Shannon's ministrations, soft moans escaping her lips.

The room was filled with the sounds of women cumming, a beautiful symphony of sighs and moans and gasps, and even the occasional squeal. And the smell, I cold have died and gone to heaven. All our musk filled the room into a heady smell of horny cunt. I wasn't going to last long on Bonnie's tongue, and that amazing tongue stud, and soon gripped her purple hair and creamed Bonnie's eager lips. She kept licking until all my juices were gone. Alice writhed silently on her chair, staring at me the entire time she came on Shannon's face. Antsy screamed like a banshee when she came, grinding her cunt hard into Missy's little face.

"Well, you're all clean," a breathless Bonnie said as she pulled up the satin panties. The material felt cool against my pussy. I glanced in the mirror and loved the way the panties clung to my ass. Then Bonnie slipped on the lacy garter belt and carefully pulled up the white hoses, hooking them to the garter. Then I slipped on the heels I would be wearing.

Antsy gave me a catcall. "My brother is a lucky guy," she called.

"You look so sexy, Mary," Missy said in awe.

Alice had a dreamy look in her face and I wondered what she was thinking about. Maybe her own wedding. I knew she was having problems in her marriage to Dean, and I wondered how it was going. She seemed so happy when they got married last November, it was sad that six month's later she was disappointed in her marriage. She even confided in me that she cheated on her husband and almost left Dean for her yoga instructor. Unfortunately for Alice, the yoga instructor was cheating on her.

Of course, Alice is cheating on Dean with me, a little voice whispered. I frowned, was it cheating, really? We were just two friends giving comfort to each other. Alice needed some intimacy that she wasn't getting from Dean, and I was happy to fill that void for her. Friends with benefits, they called it.

Finally, I put on the wedding dress. It was strapless, the bodice covered in white lace that then wrapped diagonally around the my torso until it reached the skirt. The skirt was made of a beautiful, ruffled fabric, that fell in many tiers, giving the skirt an elegant, bell shape. Finally, Bonnie set the veil on my head, a simple, white gauze that fell about my shoulders and covered my cleavage.

I started at myself in the mirror and started to get misty-eyed. I was so happy, I couldn't wait for my wedding day and for Mark to see just how beautiful I was. I pictured the bouquet of white snapdragons and daisies, pink orchids, and a couple of deep purple anemone for a splash of vibrancy and imagined Dad walking me down the aisle, through the wildflower meadow on the slopes of Mount Rainier. And the happy look in Mark's blue eyes and the boyish grin would be painted on across his face.

And unlike my whore of a mother, I won't leave my family.

I drove my Mustang down I-5, nearing the 705 exit to downtown Tacoma. I had Desiree and Alison with me. Alison was up front and gave me two great blowjobs on the drive over. I loved the way her tongue stud ran across my cock's head. Desiree cheered her fiancee on while fingering her pussy in the back. In front of me was a Tenino cop car, a pair of our new bodyguards in the car. Behind us a University Place cop car followed.

Yesterday's tryouts went well. We had over seventy cops show up and the entire family was involved in narrowing down the candidates. We took twelve from King County and twelve from Thurston County, tripling the size of our guard. I assigned a few to guard our plane, and then others would guard our family members. Anyone leaving would have two bodyguards with them and for Mary and myself, four.

When Mary left for her bridal fitting, a whole parade of cop cars followed. The media was camped outside our house. It was a daily occurrence, now. And not just the media, the paparazzi were starting to follow us. We were making national headlines, and I had to turn Jessica into our press secretary to keep on top of everything.

Libertarians lauded our no government should interfere policy in regards to the bigamy stance Mary and I have taken, Conservatives lashed out against our sexual politics, and Liberals were happy with our social conscience, as demonstrated by our Charity to help poor women get free gynecological help. And the Occupy Movement saw me as some sort of Robin Hood, sticking it to the 1% and getting away with all those bank robberies. This isn't what I wanted when I got these powers. I just wanted to have fun, screw a few girls, but I was starting to think I could make a real difference. Maybe make this world a better place.

There was an open seat in the State House of Representatives up for election in November and Mary was urging me to throw my name in. We have a fund raiser coming up this Friday for our charity. It would be the perfect place to announce my candidacy. We already had Julius Prescott III, the billionaire I bout the plane from, on board with our charity and last night, over the phone, he promised a number of big names to show up. His wife, the beautiful Monique, had also been working to get people to come.

We arrived at the courthouse building on Tacoma Avenue. It was a large building, right next to the Pierce County Jail. The building doubled as the Pierce County Superior Court and the Tacoma Municipal Court. We walked through security, though the cops on guard duty gave my slutty bodyguards questioning stares even after they produced their badges. All of our bodyguards were still cops, still on the payroll with their departments, just on permanent assignment to protect me.

People in the courthouse stared as I marched in. Some people recognized me, shying away or staring in curiosity. Next to me, Alison swelled up, thrusting out her chest. She was wearing a too tight T-Shirt, pink, that said, "Daddy's little girl," only the word girl was crossed out and and "slut" was written in its place. It was the shirt she wore when I met her, back in the Hot Topic. She was such a little slut, she fucked me willingly and was excited to be my sex slave. About her neck was her gold choker, her name written in diamonds. Desiree, on the other side, was dressed more elegantly, in a tight, golden dress and heels, her nice Latina ass swaying sexily, a gold choker set with onyx tight about her throat.

"Ready to be a single woman?" I asked Desiree when we reached family court.

"She won't be single for long," Alison said, happily.

We were here to annul Desiree's marriage with Brandon. Brandon disappeared to France and we haven't heard from Doug, either. The nuns probably got to Doug. Brandon was heading to Rennes-le-Château, to the nun's Motherhouse. And Doug wasn't the only persons that had gone missing. It had been over two weeks since our slaves, Chantelle and Lana, set out on their Honeymoon. They were supposed to be back last Friday, but we haven't heard from them in over a week. I had Chasity, the head of the bodyguards, and Noel, our FBI slut, tracking them down. I had a bad feeling that the nuns got to them, as well. We didn't know about the Zimmah spell when we parted with Chantelle and Lana, so they were vulnerable to a nun's powers. Hell, we didn't even know about the nuns back then.

We pushed into the courtroom, a few people were waiting. You could tell the couples getting divorced because they kept glaring at each other across the aisle, shepherded by their lawyers. I saw one woman, early twenties, with green eyes and black hair, that filled out her blouse quite nicely. I sat down next to her, Alison and Desiree on the other side of me.

"You're a pretty thing," I whispered to the girl. "You want to make that soon to be ex-husband real jealous, why don't you bend down and suck my cock."

The woman smiled, her face was quite beautiful when she smiled. Her lawyers gasped, "Macy what are you doing?" as the woman bent down and unzipped my jeans.

"It's okay," I told her lawyer. "Just pretend likes nothing is going on back here."

"It's true what they say about you, Mr. Glassner" Macy whispered as she pulled my cock out. "That you get people to do whatever you want?"

"Yeah," I told her as her lips sucked my cock in, her head bobbing up and down. "You'll have quite the story to tell all your friends."

Her mouth sucked hungrily at my cock and I saw her soon to be ex-husband glance over and his eyes widened in shock and disgust. He stood up and, "Just ignore us," I said, loud enough for everyone in the court to hear my commands. Her soon to be ex-husband suddenly wasn't sure why he was standing up and his lawyer pulled him back down.

"Alison, Desiree, you don't have to ignore me," I said softly, realizing my two sex slaves were suddenly not watching.

They both had big smiles on their faces and Desiree pressed up against my side. "Is she pleasing you, mi Rey?"

"Very much so," I moaned. "Why don't you help her out."

"Ooh, I'd love to," Desiree purred and bent down, licking at my shaft.

Desiree's lips found Macy's and she licked at the black-haired woman's mouth. Macy sucked up my cock and the two ladies teased my cock with their tongues, flicking at the rim of the mushroom-shaped head. Pleasure surged down my cock and I leaned back into the bench and enjoyed their ministrations.

Out of the corner of my eyes I saw movement and glanced over to watch Alison hike up her fiancee's skirt, exposing her full, Latina ass. She spread her nut-brown cheeks and bent over to lick her tongue across Desiree's pink asshole. Alison sealed her lips over the puckered anus and shoved her tongue inside her ass.

"Hmm, mi Sirenita Desiree moaned. "Lick my ass."

Macy's lips were sucking my cock back into her mouth and Desiree licked down and started sucking on my nuts. Playing with the sensitive balls as Macy sucked and bobbed her head. I moaned, the two sluts were getting me closer and closer to cumming.

"You fucking sluts feel great," I moaned. "Oh fuck, here it cums!"

White cream shot into Macy's lips and Desiree was ready to kiss the girl and get a taste of her Master's cum. Macy sat up, licking the last of the cum off her lips as Desiree began to moan louder and louder. Alison was sucking on her ass and was playing with her clit, rolling it softly between her fingers. Desiree threw back her head as she came on Alison's hungry lips.

"Macy, why don't you pull those Capris down and let me stick my cock up your ass," I ordered.

Macy gave a throaty purr and stood up, unbuttoning her cerulean Capri pants and pushing them off her tight ass. "You like my ass?" she asked, wiggling her firm butt in my face as she pulled down her white panties. "I've been doing yoga to get my body all nice and tight for the next guy who comes along."

"Well, it's paying off," I told her, giving her firm ass a squeeze.

"All rise," the Bailiff shouted, "the Honorable Judge Harriet Severijns presiding."

I rose up, spreading her ass cheeks and finding that puckered hole. Macy braced herself against the back of the bench in front of us as my cock rammed into her ass. "Oh, fuck!" Macy gasped and I could see a heavyset woman in black robes and badly dyed, red hair, waddle from her chambers and walk up to her bench. "Umm, fuck that's nice!" Macy moaned wantonly, her voice echoing off the courtroom walls.

The judge frowned and then her eyes opened in surprise and she slammed her gavel down. "Bailiff!" she shouted.

"Ignore us, Your Honor!" I shouted as my balls slapped against Macy's taint. Her ass was velvety tight on my cock.

The judge froze, holding up her gavel. The Bailiff looked questioningly at the Judge. The judge shook her head, confused, then she turned to her law clerk who handed her a docket. The judge called up the first case as I pounded Macy's ass.

"Hmm, you got a nice, tight ass!" I groaned.

"Thanks," she purred, looking over her shoulder at me, her green eyes sparkling with lust.

"Fuck her slutty ass, Master," Alison moaned.

I glanced over to see Alison's top off, her hard nipples pierced by silver barbells heaved as Alison writhed on Desiree's tongue. The Latina slut had slipped to the floor and pushed up Alison's skirt to eat out her tight, teenage cunt. I could see Alison's tattoo that read, "Cum on in" above her pussy, with an arrow that pointed down so it was crystal clear just where Alison wanted you to cum.

I watched Alison pinch and pull on her nipples as Desiree ate her cunt. Macy was moaning low and loud, almost a throaty purr, as I pounded her ass. My balls were starting to churn, getting ready to cream the soon-to-be divorcee's ass. Just a few more strokes and I would be there. In and out went my cock, her anal walls squeezing like a tight fist on my cock. Slam in and pull out. I grit my teeth, slammed in and exploded in her ass.

"Ohh, fuck!" she moaned. "Ohh, fuck, oh fuck! Oh goddamn fucking fuck!" She bucked and squirmed in my arms, her ass spasming on my cock as an orgasm rolled through her body.

Sighing happily, I pulled out of her ass, white cum leaking out of her puckered hole. "Umm, pull up your panties and enjoy my cum up your ass all day," I panted, sitting down on the bench.

"Oohh, let me clean you up, Master," Alison purred, and bent down to lick at my dirty cock. Her tongue-stud felt amazing as it rubbed hard across my cock as Macy pulled up her panties and Capris and set down, squirming in her seat.

"Desiree Fitzsimmons," the judge called out, boredly.

Desiree was going to town on Alison's cunt and Alison was moaning around my cock as she bobbed her head. My cock was long clean of Macy's ass, but Alison wanted a taste of my cum. She was sucking hard, and I would soon be rewarding her effort with a load of my cream.