This was more than Stan had hoped for; he had converted her. ‘That clarinet will be the death of you. Porn ‘You dirty little bitch. ‘You dirty little bitch. Might as well find a use for those fat udders of yours.’
Melanie lay back upon the bed as directed, and Stan straddled her, his fat hairy balls rubbing deliciously between her tits, his cock curving upwards, away from his belly and mere inches from her face. ‘Good girl, Mel, push those tits together around my cock. ‘Oh, my God! She was alone with Stan and knew what to expect. She was almost there, and then she was, brought off the filthiness of swallowing that vile man’s spunk.
