Dont you worry baby”. He always manages to make me feel loved!I held my his neck with my hands backward. He started taking his cock in and out, slow...at first as my pussy is still tight and then increased the pace. Ohh my god!! I was feeling so goood.. and my boobies were jumping up and down. He held them and rubbed my nipples, kissing my neck with his hips still in action. He kept on thrusting harder and harder in my hole and bit my neck. I restrained my shout.. soon he came. But i didnt, so he. He can’t control it any longer. He looks down at me, and our eyes connect; my pussy moistens at the thought of what is about to happen. He grabs my hair and wraps it around his fist and thrust his cock deep in my mouth over and over. I start to gag, but he doesn’t stop, tears are running down my eyes and my make-up is smeared. I grab his balls and squeeze them tight before letting go. My master pulls his cock out of my mouth, and I begin to lick each of his balls. He takes his cock and slaps me. The door was open Icalled out I heard something so I called out again I heard a voice saying helpme, so being scared I continued inside I followed the voice and then I saw hima man of about forty with a beard and from the looks a big man of about 250 lbshe was laying on the floor. He said get me my cane I have been robbed andbeaten up so I got him his cane he told me to hold it up high so he could seethat it wasn?t broken and would hold his weight I did and brought it to him Itold him I would. Since Mike followed what was happening with the project about as closely as anyone in town, when he could make it in for coffee he was usually quizzed about what went on. It soon ceased to be his favorite topic, but since Ryan Clark was at the coffee table most mornings, it took some of the heat off of Mike.This morning, though, when Mike took a seat at the table across from Mark fortunately the topic was football. He hadn't even gotten his coffee ordered yet when Clark was asking, "What do you.