Sucking and nipping with his teeth, he explored every inch of my breast. I dropped my head back. With every suck, I felt a sharp electric pulse in m... groin. I began to rotate my hips, trying to rub my clit against his hard shaft. I needed relief. It was like my body took over my mind. It wanted…no…demanded relief. Never breaking contact with my nipple, he wedged a hand between our bodies. I felt him using his knuckles to rub against my clit. Thrusting up against that hand, I want more. And another emotion with a sour underlining she refused to call jealousy. Or rage. Or even hurt.She could not deny that her ears stood alert to any noise from the entrance. She willed Samuel to not fall for that sort of degenerate amusement. The perfect example of one carousing idiot could veer him into ending up in vice and death.Oh, she knew that despicable Trent well, she did. A spoiled rascal with more money than morals and more lasciviousness than decency. In his undergraduate years, he. “Didn't you love the orgy?”Donna swallowed.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ms. BeighMy private phone rang as I sat at my desk. Once again, my attempted seduction of Carmanjello had failed. My new, hunky, Black executive assistant just wanted to play hard to get. I wore my sexiest outfit, but when you were as thin as I was, almost all bones and no flesh, nothing looked good on you.But there was the possibility of Frank's chemical. I was terrified of surgery. My mother had a routine surgery and died. “What do you love sissy?” She spat“I love cock Mistress” I gasped and she walked toward me and thrust the phone/camera into my face“Say it again, say it for my friends”“I........LOVE........COCK!!” I shouted, staring right into the camera, now not caring if the windows were open, I didn’t care who knew.I realised why I had been told to suck him, knew it was so that he would last longer as he fucked me.“On your back darling” he said and pulled out so that I could change position.I felt my arse.