She had the physique of any of the hottest starlets in the smut industry, and that’s telling the Gods-own truth, too. Her body had a tan all over �... probably from a spray-on can or a solarium, as I found it hard to imagine England being a very generous place for sun-bathers. She had a good C-cup pair of breasts, and they looked damn fine too. The nipples were large and light pink, about the size of an Aussie fifty-cent piece I would’ve guessed, and seemed to get her off when she played with them. He reaches up to my shoulders and the only think I can think of or feel is the throbbing cock that is teasing my ass, making me moan softly.Pushing back, I want to feel him inside me, I need to feel him inside of me now. Looking back at him with pleading eyes, begging for him. Wiggling backwards, pushing my ass against his hard cock, I moan, as I feel his hands skim the sides of my breasts back down to my hips. Him pushing against me, just as I am pushing against him. He places his hands on. Not a bad hurt, but like he had been out running and was about ready to drop. Lori was grinning from ear to ear, and it really wasn't hard to figure out why.At least this was building up his stamina in a most enjoyable way if nothing else, thought Dusty.Dusty was observant enough that he could see that while Marie and Rachel smiled at them with good humor, they were both trying to hide some of their sadness. He was sure it was because they were ready themselves to have a permanent man in their. Instead he turned, closed the door and locked it."Your master is a lucky man to have such a good slave.". He said turning back to me unzipping his pants. He put his right hand on top of my head. "Are you a good slave?" He asked."I do as I am told. Please, sir. Let me service you." I replied. With that he pulled his cock out of his pants. It wasn't the biggest I've ever had. But it was a good start. About 6 inches, a bit thicker than average with a plush pink head. I opened my mouth again.