He gasped and his cock shot cum onto the bed.With that I emptied my full cock load deep in his ass.I pulled out, rolled him onto his back, and told hi... hefucking came and now his master couldn’t drink his cum.With that I had him suck my spent cock, still drippingcum and coated with spots of shit.I called my buddies at the bar and told them to cumover and fuck my new toy. When they came in the door Iwas standing naked, cock hard again, with my boy slutat heel, a leather collar around his. Fantastic. Just Great. I wasn't even going to get to even flash a wink at them without Mr. Richards noticing. I stood by the mats, stretching my arms in legs in my Peach Pink TNA Camisole and my black TNA shorty shorts, giving the flare of my round smooth curved ass and Shyla across the room, glances over at me, but by the look on her face, I can tell she is super sorry. I give her the motion to come over and I stand up and embrace her. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I took some liquor from the. .. of course you can use the system. I insist. They're probably worried sick about you." "Thank you Ma'am," he said."I thought we talked about that Ma'am stuff?" Michelle said."Did we?" Randy replied. "I don't remember any conversation about anything like that." He cracked a toothy grin. Michelle shook her head with as much of a smile as she could muster and punched up the address for Randy and activated the drivers-side camera for privacy. Sam Benton answered: "Hello?" Then seeing it was his. This was my ritual when the weather permitted, the beautiful clashing colours of the carpet flowers infecting me with their energy while at the same time giving cover to the corncrake whose cries rang out above the gentle sounds of the sea. This was my home, my beach, and there was not another soul within shouting distance to share it with. The cottage that had been left to me by my parents would never have graced the pages of any glossy magazines, the kitchen was quite large and the bedrooms.