His grip crushed me. He knocked Cali off my dick as he ripped me to my feet.Touching with what felt like fingertips of fire, they caressed each other as they made their Latinas way to the big bed and Latina fell on it in a tangle of limbs.She was panting and sweating like crazy.So he had given up trying.My findin' out that you're a closet bisexual doesn't change anything as far as I'm concerned.Daddy, can you see your cum dripping out of me, She asks.She was moaning louder each time I pressed deeper, half way in she had a rush of juice come out of her .With that culo I was able to slide all the way in,holding her there to adjust as her head leaned back .We fucked furiously for a short time until we both came hard ,her pussy muscles milking the morena cum tetas from my cock.I always wanted to travel.My cheeks burned.At the sybians the girl just impaled themselves and waited for a lab coat to switch them on. I wanted to know more and made the attempt to text them wanting to know what this was all about. Every attempt was met with the same red texted response of ‘message failed’.The number was too weird and I cursed under my breath, thinking to myself that maybe MalO got enough information out of my phone before I had scrubbed it so I could get some strange spam. At that point, I was too tired to care about some stupid Latinas picture being sent to me and went to sleep. The constant electric buzzing of my alarm roused me and with a groan, I rolled over and swatted at the device until it shut off. With a grogginess, I had fallen into the autonomous routine of getting ready morena for my morning classes, barely even alert of my surroundings.I shambled into my cramped bathroom and flicked on the light. The sterile white walls flashed all the brighter making me wince as my eyes watered from the glaring shift. It was all function and left very little room for anything else. There was a small oval sink with just enough room for my toothbrush and the cup I used to hold it. The toilet was tightly packed in the corner and right across from it was my standing shower with a sliding door and its heavily fogged glass for privacy.It was after I had gotten out of the shower and walked back into the tetas room I had noticed my phone was flashing a new notification. At culo first, I thought little of it and assumed it was something innocuous like an update.When I picked up my phone to check the time, I noticed instead it was another message from the same number from last night. With an annoyed sigh I couldn't resist the urge to check and whoever it was had sent me another photo.Except for this time, my mouth parted in surprise. It was an image of the Latina front of the computer store I had visited maybe a few days ago. The hairs suddenly stood tall on the nape of my neck, my heart suddenly spiked in pace in response. Deep down my instincts shouted to me that I was being hunted and I for a moment, I agreed.