My tongue and throat muscles immediately went to work. They had been forcibly trained for this over the last few weeks, but I could only suck on the p...rt that stuck out from under his belly. It still tasted like cum and my pussy.“See here, Faggot. If you treat a woman any better than a bitch, they’ll think they can rule a man. She knows I’m in charge, even if I make her choke.” He lifted his stomach pile and hunched the full length of his cock into my face! I gagged on it!“Hold it in, Slut!. ” Marc felt his cock stiffening. If only the meeting in Lyon hadn’t depended on him being there, he would have booked another flight in a second.“Oh, I’m sorry.” Jamilah smiled teasingly.“I bet.” Marc returned her smile and gave her another kiss. He had certainly appreciated the way she had washed his back. But alas he had a plane to catch.So after a couple more kisses, they turned off the shower and slid open the fogged-up glass door, where Fadi waited a bit awkwardly. “Morning, honey.”. Mr. Gresham was thin and balding with a grouchy resting face. He knew the value of honesty and hard work, and he was a straight shooter. Billy had been on his good side since he’d started making doughnuts for him. Mrs. Gresham had a healthy head of prematurely gray hair. She had high cheek bones and green flecks in her brown eyes. She wore loose-fitting cotton dresses, and she accented her weathered skin with silver and turquoise jewelry. She was always calm, rarely direct in conversation and. I was starting to drip from my cunt and hoped they didn’t notice because it would be worse if they knew it turned me on to have things like that in my tits. I also thought what it would be like to have needles and nails in my cunt. I hope to find out someday.I stood and waited while Jeni and Ron both had cameras to capture the moment of me getting the nails driven straight into my nipples and then back to the back of my tits. I knew it would hurt to start with and I hoped I didn’t bleed too.