My first customer. They were just the figureheads while they learned how to rule from General Turner. XXX His dick reached deep inside of me; every stroke seemed to send aftershocks through me. I had to beg every man who walked into the stall to fuck my ass. Any cock that shoved through either hole, I had to satisfy with my mouth or pussy. “What about lunch?”
Missy laughed, “You’re going to drink so much cum, you’ll get all the protein you need for the day. “I was so close.”
“Hold your horses,” I muttered. She broke the kiss, stroked my face gently, and beamed at me. “Is that your…?”
I groaned as I kept pushing back. She was a pink bundle of joy, born just last month to Missy and Damien. “Yes,” she firmly said. I shifted my thighs, my poor clit aching and my vulva itching to be touched.
