I dated Leslie for a few weeks, but she was too vanilla for me. Didn’t even want me to fuck he
I dated Leslie for a few weeks, but she was too vanilla for me. Didn’t even want me to fuck her ass. So I started taking out her younger sister, Kate. Kate was more my kind of girl: stupider, easier to manipulate. After I’d been seeing her for about three weeks, I had a nice collection of videos of her: her begging me to piss on her and me obliging, her masturbating and telling me about her fantasy of sucking her dad’s cock, hours of video of her eating my ass and getting my cum on her face. I edited this stuff all down into a little “greatest hits”, and then sent it to Leslie, letting her know that she was the only one who could stop me sending it to their dad and to two of the frat houses at Kate’s University.Leslie was over in twenty minutes. I opened the door. I could see on her face that she knew I owned her. “Start begging, bitch,” I said. Without a word, she fell to her hands and knees and started licking my boots. “Please,” she whispered, and licked. “Please.” -- source link
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