06-24-2010, 05:33 PM
When at last King pulled away, what was left was a panting little goddess dripping in his saliva unable to do much more than moan. Her hips weakly moved back and forth, unable to stimulate herself. Her tears still continued to pour, but she had lost control of her body. Her little pussy was dripping with more than just spit, her juices were flowing strongly, and they tasted like strawberries. She moaned into her gag, closing her crying as she trembled in her bondage.