"Oh please," she groaned from the erotic contact. He continued to tease and move his fat dick along the wet valley. Instinctively she pushed back towa...d him. Just feeling the fat head inside her wet aroused cunt lips was driving her crazy with desire. The long day of teasing had her on edge. She was desperate for relief."Do you want my white cock to fuck your wet married cunt? Say it bitch," he demanded."Yes, I want it in me. Please push it in me," she was almost crying as she pleaded for his. “Robert, would you make me a sandwich?”Robert leaped up and started running back to the kitchen, “What kind?” he called out as he ran.It was warm enough that I decided to slip my dress and bra off while I waited, and I propped up on the sofa pillows and turned on the TV. I had recorded the Ya-Ya Sisterhood months before and never watched it, since Robert never wanted to. I started it up and Robert came running back with my sandwich.“Would you like me to lick your pussy some more?” he asked. I keep the boots and lingerie. This time, my turn isright in front of Bob and when I stop, I bend forward at the waist alittle, giving him a good look at my cleavage."Another good choice. I may not know fashion, but I know what I like. Itcertainly highlights some of your more attractive features." What features are those?" I innocently ask."Stop fishing for compliments. You know that you have a magnificent ass,spectacular breasts and stunning legs. Let's have the next outfit." What, you don't. He crushed mine to remind me we would meet again. I did the same though I doubt he noticed. I had only ever made it to the final bout once before. As before, Boris stood smiling in the center of the bailey, waiting for me. I was already beaten mentally. Beating him would be a wonderful feat, but years of being his student had trained my mind to his superiority. I was also at the peak of exhaustion and he looked none the worse for wear. I moved before Boris and a circle was formed around us. He.