“pff hff pff hff” he panted happily for her, as she shimmied back up to his neck, situating herself atop the dildo mounted to his mouth, the juice from her last orgasm dripping pleasantly onto his face. It didn’t really matter what she looked like, he reminded himself in a vain attempt to fight back the fear and panic — to regain the relief he had felt as piggy. Xnxx.com He wanted to be the best piggy in the world for his new masters. She liked that he was afraid of her. His focus on the present moment eroded; the full weight of his situation crashing down on him again. It was exactly as if he wanted to pee but someone was holding it, just more deeply inside him than if one were physically holding back from taking a piss.
