Then out of the no where she said that there was something about me that made her want to fuck me. We embraced a passionate kiss and my hands were al... over her as were hands all over me. Within seconds I had my pants down, her shirt open, boobs out and her skirt up with her panties down. She was dripping wet, her smell was intoxicating as I pushed her back against a table and spread her legs. She was not trimmed, she had a nice golden brown bush and I could see where I wanted to be. I pointed. When he touches my pussy he will understand how big a slut I am. He did understand.Rajesh: You filthy slave. You have been turned on like anything. I expected a little bit of remorse for being a slut. You have nothing of that sort. Your cunt is so hungry.I stammered and said, “Yes Master!!” For his hands were rubbing my clit. It felt so good. He then grabbed my ass and said it was perfect to be spanked. He added he would always make sure there were marks on them.Rajesh: Did your trainer teach. The explosions of jizm went on for several seconds, streaming over Missy's lovely features and decorating her face until there was barely any dry skin left on it. As the juice dwindled down, Missy opened her mouth, and the man directed the last few dribbles into it. Shaking his cock, the drips and drops flew into the dark cavern below it. Finally he was empty. Missy could do nothing but gasp with excitement. Her face was literally covered with semen. Lines led up her cheekbone, from jaw to eye.. Listening to my breathing. Feeling my heartbeat. Eyes slowly blinking. The handcuffs. Their coldness.She d****s a black scarf over my shoulder. She steps up behind me, coming closer. I can feel the jacket on my back. Rough. Warm. She steps away. I hear the zipper slowly come undone.I make a small sound as presses herself against me. I can feel her breasts on my back. Firm and soft, lovely, classical. Her taut nipples press into my back. Her arms come around me, gently me squeezing me to her.I.