She was running the show. And, I was in seventh heaven. All my kinkiest dreams were cuming true."Keep sucking, cumslut!" she yelled. "I won't stop whi...ping your fat ass until my worthless slave cums in your mouth! And, don't spill a drop, or I will beat you until you bleed!" My ass was really burning now. I did not know how much more I could take, but I was loving it so far.I am sure you are wondering how a middle-aged, married guy could allow this to happen. Well, it's a long story. Like most. On a whim, he decided to call his bank and get his new balance. He picked up the phone and dialed the number without even having to look it up. ‘Hello?’ Matilda said. Jay hung up quickly. He should have recognized that he didn’t know the phone number of the automatic teller by heart, but something in him still wasn’t thinking clearly. Matildahadn’t removed all of her programming from his brain. He took another sip of terrible coffee, trying to clear his head. She was messing with him, that was. She bent down opened her mouth and started giving me oral sex I grabbed her perfect tits and said Cindy This is the best day of my life. she was giving me the best blow- job I have ever had, I tapped her shoulder and she looked up at me I said I was about to loose my load, she opened her mouth and sucked up every last drop and swallowed every last drop. I stood her up and dropped down to my knees and started to have lunch on the best pussy I had ever seen. I was fingering and going to town on. I spent much of the night sober, dragging people to beds, couches and wherever else I could lay them after they had passed out.After finishing dragging my friend to his room so he could sleep, I came downstairs to find my girlfriend sitting one of the few couches that wasn't being used as a bed, drinking her beer and talking to the groom. The bride had passed out earlier, and her new husband was taking full advantage to flirt with my girlfriend, making her laugh and laying his hand on her.