Sunny leone the leopard lover

“Don’t worry, lots of guys can’t keep it up,” Mitzy said reassuringly, “You can get special pills.” “I know, I took three,” Boris agreed and he thought about slim beautiful Alicia, and his cock stiffened. “On second thoughts!” Mitzy cried and she jumped on Boris and impaled herself on his now desi stiff cock. Boris closed his eyes and dreamed it was Alicia bouncing on his cock, which was strange because when he fucked Alicia, which was rarely and only if the other two mistresses had their periods together, he had to dream he was fucking a pornstar like Mitzy. He wondered if he ought to have seen a psychiatrist instead of getting married. Mitzy found the whole thing bizarre, for one thing she was not entirely sure Boris’s cock was actually inside her, as it was so small compared with the big black cocks and huge dildos she usually fucked, while for another it seemed Mia weird that no one was filming her. She continued bouncing for a while until she got bored and Boris’s face contorted, she thought he had cum but actually it was pain as his cock had gone soft and slipped out and she was bouncing up and down and crushing his balls. “Whew!” she exclaimed, “What now?” “What do you mean doggystyle what now?” Boris asked. “Usually wardrobe and makeup fix me up and they bring on a new guy for me to fuck with,” Mitzy explained. “Then how about you give me a blow job before we have anal?” Boris asked. “Hell I ain’t had no enema nor nothing and I don’t do cock sucking,” Mitzy insisted, “It’s in my contract.” “Then we must go to the wedding disco,” Boris announced, “We thought it more appropriate than a ball and much much cheaper.” “What about my dress?” Mitzy asked but already maids were arriving with Mitzy’s party dress and makeup to prepare her for the dance. Boris saluted and left for his own rooms, “May I help you?” Maria, Mitzy’s new personal maid asked as Boris pushed rudely past her. “Nope, I don’t reckon there’s nothing left to do, I sure have fucked my life up real good," Mitzy said sadly. “With your dress madam?" Maria asked. “Why bother, all I am is a set of tits and an ass to them," Mitzy insisted. “But madam,” Maria argued. “It’s highness or some shit isn’t it?” Mitzy insisted. “Look madam,” Maria explained in far better English than Mitzy could speak, “I did three years at Heidleburg University studying classics before I took this lousy job, I thought you would be some elegant, educated dignified aristo not some fuck anything low down alley cat, so don’t get uppity with me. I could get a job in banking so if you want to be pedantic get another maid."“Gee,” Mitzy agreed, “You reckon you’re something special ‘cause you done some learning, well you ain’t, you wanna get on in this life you need some of these," she said cupping her huge E cup sillicon tits, “That’s what gets you ahead in life, that and balling big black cocks every day."“Really? my heart bleeds for you,” Maria sighed, “So are you sunny actually going to the ball completely naked?” “Yep,” Mitzy agreed, “You’re fired.” The last rays of the setting sun shone brightly on the snow covered peak of the Berghoff, making it glow orange against the darkening sky. The city lights twinkled in the cool air as guests assembled for the wedding ball of Prince Boris and Princess Mitzy but in the palace voices were raised, “She cannot greet the guests naked!” the Queen insisted. “Oh yes I can it’s in the contract,” Mitzy countered, “That’s what the folks paid a hundred dollars a ticket for, to see my tits for real.” “You are not going to the ball like that!" Prine Boris insisted. “Watch me!" Princess Mitzy replied. Downstairs in the magnificent though crumbling palace ballroom the crowd awaited their new Princess. The State Orchestra played traditional ponderous tuneless waltzes and polkas on a weird collection of ancient instruments with local pop star Aluitious Hilter who came seventy first in the Eurovision song contest one time providing vocals and putting in some riffs on Bass Guitar. Suddenly a Fanfare rang out as barefoot and naked Mitzy dodged past Boris and hurtled down the Ballroom steps. “Hi boys, come and get it,” Mitzy shouted which outraged the Royal family with the lack of decorum normally required of a Royal Princess, but within seconds she was surrounded by men (and women) keen to grab a piece of her tits and ass. “You think to make me look a fool!” Prince Boris shouted. “You don’t need no help,” Mitzy shouted back as a big burly Lumber- jack or woodsman hoisted her onto his twelve inch cock and fuck waltzed her around the dance floor, as she wrapped her lags around him and bonnced on his cock to the sway of the music. Mitzy‘s agent quickly realised the potential for “Fuckdancing with the stars" as a pay TV show as Mitzy shouted “You ripped indian my dress off remember.” But they still sounded feminine. If that's what you really want." I laughed and said well I do have a basement but I am all sunny out of chains at the moment. Buzzing with bliss from the orgasm, I groaned, “Yes, I am. I closed my thighs but my legs were still touching each of their legs in the center of the tub. They rose Mia from the ground, from the sky, from the forest. She smoothed the garment down over her body and looked at herself it in the mirror. “Why don’t we relax in the living room?” I spurred, and they both agreed. Susan asked although desi she already knew the answers. There were only a handful of people in the shop and most of them were girls, so I turned my back to Arthur and asked him to unzip my sun dress. She takes the seat next to me and turns her cute body and puts her feet back in my lap. Thank you, thank you, thank you for helping us!” “Yeah, but if I switch my night shift tomorrow and take Karen’s morning doggystyle shift, we could head out early, like as soon as you’re off work. “It’s ok sweetie. I shot her a indian look as I took my boots off.