<div class="floatright">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Beatrix2_zpsckajazu0.jpg)</div><strong>Beatrix<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Alistair's room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alistair <br/></strong><hr/><hr/>The moment that Alistair put his fingers in Beatrix's ass, her mouth jumped off of Alistair's cock and a scream of undeniable pleasure came out, "Awwoowwwooowww! You're a naughty one aren't you." She bent down and leaned down and back towards Alistair, giving him a mischievous grin. "Awwowww, you have no idea what you're in for...." Her breathing quickened and her moaning got loader and less voluntary.<br/><br/>Her mouth returned to Alistair's cock and her mouth went completely down on it. Apparently the woman lacked a gag reflex. Harder and faster she bobbed up and down, pleasure starting to make her legs weaken and her pussy press further into Alistair's face. Beatrix's cunt was sweet and wet. Alistair could hear Beatrix's moans getting more erratic and her plunges down on his cock getting more desperate. Beatrix pulled up, Alistair's cum shooting into her mouth and face as she screamed, "AWWWWWWOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!!" As she did so, Alistair got his own shower spurting from Beatrix's box. Her body convulsed involuntarily, pressing into his face and to and fro against it.<br/><br/>It took a good thirty seconds before Beatrix had enough control to move her rear from Alistair's face to his side. Her head laid on his leg while she regained some strength. "Naaawwwoooowwww that was something," she breathed out deeply and happily.<br/>