babestation nicole

I don’t remember a lot about the next couple of days. I couldn’t shake the image of Mrs. B. on her knees gazing up at me while my cock pulsed a geyser of cum into her mouth. Not that I wanted to shake the image. I do remember beating my cock like it owed me money for days after the closet incidence.

If you want my judgment, here it is: let your guilt be your penance. Bear it, suffer under it, burn in it. Work even harder now, so that you can help more people than Bella hurt. That is how you pay for your sins, by making a difference, not by sitting in a dungeon. Sophia Rosege, I hereby sentence you to a lifetime of hard labor, bringing mankind into the next age. That is the punishment I bestow upon you. Just make sure you don’t neglect Alexis or anyone else.”

This was an experience Sarah had yet to feel, and the novelty of it sent a shiver through her body. She was so used to getting her fulfillment by pleasuring her sleeping father that she hadn’t thought to touch herself during her nightly duties. Sarah inched herself further down his body, stopping as his hard cock pressed up against the outer edge of her labia. The heat of it in such a sensitive place almost made her moan, but she bit her lip, she was too close to her father to risk making such a noise. Slowly and gently, she pushed herself lower, his cock pushing hard against her lips until finally a drop of precum formed at his tip. With the added lubrication his cock slid past and stopped just at her quivering opening. It wasn’t in just yet, but his head pressed against her, and she could feel the heat against her own.