Samuel came over, fully hard now and put his dick near my face. I grabbed it; his full ten inches’ long and so big around my fingers. I pulled the s...in all the way back and started sucking his hard rod.John left my nipples and he took my tiny skirt off my body.He then made me spread my legs wide open and buried his face between my thighs. He smiled when he found out I was not wearing a thong. He licked my clitoris, sucked my pussy lips and my anal rosebud with his rough tongue. I loved it so. Then he thought of its cargo. Its naked cargo, as he had once called it. He thought especially of Julia, his own personal slave. Awaiting his pleasure. And Glenda’s pleasure. It would be amusing to see Julia’s reactions to having to service a woman. And, thought Quentin with a sudden exhilarating glow, I reckon this time I’ll fuck her. There were limits to his initial policy of ‘rejection’!The plane touched down softly and the blades quietened as they slowly revolved to a halt. Madame Vesta was. When his aunt got him back on track with what they were originally discussing, she couldn't suppress a giggle when she found out what his reward was for "not missing a drop" of the black group's jism."His reward, being permitted to jack off in front of his wife and one of her many black studs. Because of pleasing the group of horny black men so well, his wife unlocked him a full week early from his penis restraint, for which he was locked up for some minor punishment. She permitted him to . He stuffed some cotton wool in a stocking and used it as a gag. He left her lying in the bath with her hands bound to the main taps. The remaining stocking and cotton wool were used as a makeshift gag. He placed the gag on the table beside the bed. "Now, you bitch," he said, straddling her body, "you're going to tell me what happened that evening when I killed that whore." "I don't know what you're talking about, Robert, I wasn't there, remember?" She glared up at him. He slapped her cheek,.