And for some reason that turns me the fuck on like I've never been turned on before.It isn't only that what he's doing to me, and by that I mean every...erotic and exciting thing that's happened since he walked into my house today and took control. It isn't only that those things appeal to something deep inside of me. They resonate with something dark that I never even knew existed in me. I'm aware of it now, though. And it scares me.But it has to be said that he's also very good at eating pussy.. Moments later he returned with an assortment of shirts and ties. Amazingly, he was also carrying two shoes.“I just thought you might need some new footwear since you didn’t already have a suit,” the associate beamed.“I can see you a good salesperson,” Tariq complimented him.“Been doing this for a while,” he smiled. “I’m Braxton by the way.”“That’s what’s up. Tariq,” he said extending his hand.“Strong grip,” the fairy remarked.Tariq settled on the lime green ones and headed off to the dressing. She was pulling his ass into her face and just grinding her face on his cock. She wanted every last drop and every damned inch of that cock and nothing was going to stop her. Jack wobbled a bit, it almost looked like his legs were so rubbery he had used all his energy on cumming. Rosa slowly slid his now flaccid cock out of her mouth and kissed him on his balls. Then she rubbed his cock all over her face and plastered it with kisses. “Thanks, that was yummy” she said, and the look on Jacks. He spread the white linen napkin on his lap and stared at her. His eyes fell to her breasts. He picked up the serrated steak knife; lifted it slowly and used it to raise the front edge of her bolero. The dress supported the bottoms of her breasts and held them up magnificently. Her long-stemmed pink nipples peeked over the edge and jiggled to reflect her nervousness. Sara knew not to offend him by pulling back. Her face turned red as she met his gaze. She dared not look over at her husband, who.