Callie studied his face, his brows drawn in concentration. He was all angles and planes, his nose perfectly straight, mouth broad. His chin was angula..., cheeks high. She could see his American Indian heritage, his hair so dark, almost glossy.She knew he was of Cheyenne descent from his comment on languages, but how had he ended up in government service?Dad had told her to trust him, and she did, implicitly, although she didn’t understand why. Was it because she felt so comfortable around him?. Again it entered my wife. I felt her stiffen with pleasure as its long shaft sunk into her wet hole. She stopped working on my cock. My sweetheart wiggled her ass in a circular motion as the prick pounded away. I heard her sob with pleasure as the first orgasm took her. The second was more intense. The third time I felt the man stiffen and could see his thighs jerk as he emptied his seed into her womb. Cindy cried out and pounded the floor with her fists. Again I had to eat the hot semen as it. "I knew you couldn't resist this meeting - you're so desperate to put yourself in my place that an attempt to see and seduce my slave would draw you in like an ant to sugar."Simone's face grew red with rage, but none of her spasms or jerks loosened her bondage in the slightest.Unseen by the squirming captive, Lady Diavolina stood over her with wicked gleam in her deep, blue-gray eyes. Near the kneeling male slave, she stood atop the four-inch spiked heels gleaming black shoes, each with a. I remember it wasleft behind by one of my mates who brought it as a prop for his "hooker"costume. It was never thrown away but where had I put it? The yearninginside my gut to get stuffed full of cock was overwhelming and I grippedthe inside of my cunt walls with my cupped hand using my free hand tosearch around the place, opening drawers, lifting things in a frantichaste. "FUCK!" I shouted out loud, "why do I let my bedroom become sofucking untidy!!" Suddenly, there it was, sitting under a.