Smiling at the duck Jasmine presses her tits together and smiles coyly, “If your cock can reach my lips, I’ll do more then just this.” Donald laughed at the imposed tease.
“Toots, you don’t know whatcha gotten yourself into.” And with no more preamble he started to thrust between her perky and firm tits, moaning as his cock head pushed her flesh aside. His cock started to seep more pre-come and grew longer and harder then before, his pace quickened as the lube reduced the friction Jasmine would have laughed at this stage from the feathers tickling her nipples but she was becoming slightly alarmed, his once five inches had by now grown into a massive pinky-purple cock of nearly ten. As her lips began to form the words, O my God, Donald thrust the last two inches that were hidden behind her own breasts and his cock thrust into her luscious pursed lips. Deciding that she may as well keep good on her promise she starts to suck and play with the cock in her mouth, moaning and nibbling on the sensitive flesh. Donald’s moans quickly become more exuberant as he nears his climax and by this stage Jasmine could feel his balls slapping her breasts and once again was amazed at the size of this little duck’s package.
All of a sudden Jasmine feels a rough tongue against her wet pussy lips and she gasps as Donald erupted into her wanton mouth. Swallowing as fast as she could to keep from choking Jasmine also reaches her climax and comes on her unseen lovers face, come pumps from Donald’s cock still and spills over her lips and onto her breast dribbling down her chin, but Jasmine cared not by this stage so satisfied with her orgasm was she.
“Thank you toots.” Was all that the duck said as he removed himself from her chest wiping his cock off on her breasts, and it was then that Jasmine saw her other lover.
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