Even the proud star on the top of the tree bent its perfect head. A steady rhythm of smacks started landing on her rear end, and it HURT. In my mind, I heard the laughter of our peers here at Imagine Excess International world headquarters- "Cube Farm Central", as we engineers dubbed it. The contrast was heightened by my physical presence- over six feet tall, big framed, beefy but not yet fat. We both looked at it.
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She climbed up on me and swallowed my entire pole into her wet pussy without removing any part of her costume. When we can get a few crackers to a kid, sure, we'll do it, but. My ass stung delightfully. Her plan worked too, just not in quite the way she hoped. I noticed that despite her protests, her nipples were tenting out the felt cups of the halter nicely. I turned my head, silently pleading not to be humiliated more than I was every day, just by being a minion in the cube farm where this goddess was the overseer. No part may be reproduced in any form without explicit written permission.