In fact, all the girls were spinning about, holding on to their tops for dear life, and trying to spot me. “I love his penis inside my vagina!”
“Your cunt,” I corrected. Porn Ghost. The Devil’s Pact, The Ghost of Paris
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014
Chapter Three: The Lionesses
Monday, September 2nd, 2013 – Paris, Texas
Selling my soul was the single greatest decision of my life! Her large tits were contained in a black, tank top bra, and I took that off, too; her melons popped out, and they were heavy and ripe, topped with fat, brown nipples and aerolas the size of silver dollars. She straddled Ursula’s face, and a look of fear passed over Ursula’s face as she stared up at Marybeth’s cooch, then Marybeth lowered her cunt down.
