She gets over-zealous sometimes in her efforts to please our Master. So if she is harsh, please forgive her. Isn't that right, Mother?"Alida smiled sl...ly at her son."Yes, Raoul. I do get carried away sometimes. Forgive me, Marion. Will you?"Fooled by their sincere tone, Marion began to relax a little."Come into the worship chamber," Raoul whispered as he stood close to her. "I have something to show you." No... no," Marion said, "I couldn't. I have to be getting home."Raoul gazed into her eyes. ‘“Now your turn. I know a good store.” she said.“What?”“Remember? You said you would buy some new boxer briefs, the sexy kind, and model them for me. It’s only fair!”He had almost forgotten that. When he first told her he wanted to buy her thongs and have her model them, he later added that he needed some new underwear. And she mistook that as him saying he would model them for her. He hastily agreed he would do it. At that point, he didn’t really care, as long as he got to see her in a damn. Having never received a blowjob, I was excited with what to expect. In a single slow movement Maria slid her lips down my shaft to its base, holding unwavering eye contact. I nearly blew my load there and then, but that would have been a shame, so I resisted. She picked up the pace, taking almost 6 inches all the way into her mouth, had she been practicing? My dick glistening in her saliva and my own pre-cum. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of her tongue up and down my throbbing length.. I did, and every time I went in and out, my cocks moved in me some, giving me wonderful feelings in both holes. His legs were so long, that I was at the perfect height standing behind him, and grabbed a hold of his hips and went to town. I went slow and deep, fast and deep, as hard as I could, and looked under him, and he was frigging Mr. Snake, who had already shot a big load on the floor, and just kept dribbling. He said it would keep on coming out as long as I fucked him because it was.