Is it just me or did Amanda get lighter since me and her have started dating? Now the sounds of the crowd have gotten louder. Some girls where making...all sorts of comments. I couldn’t hear really well with Amanda’s legs wrapped around my head made hearing a little difficult. I ate Amanda out while she grabbed my head trying to keep balance on my shoulders. I felt Jeanette now deep throating me. I had to admit that she did give some good head. But I didn’t care my focus was on Amanda and. Ruin me so that I can't feel any man anymore. I want it.....ahhhhhhh!" With that I drive it all the way into her in a single stroke. She tries to pull away, but I'm holding onto her hips tightly. I waste no time and start slamming into her. The whole time I'm looking over her at the mirror. Man did it feel good to own a bitch with a deceased husband. I keep on slamming into her, I keep telling her " You are my bitch. Move that ass slut. Man you are sloppy wet. Keep creaming all over by dick. Any problems with that?” "With you, I never have a problem, but I don't think I know how to use them.” “Just sit here on my desk with a foot on either arm of my chair and I will show you how to use them.” You move to sit as instructed but first say, “I hope you don't mind if I remove this tight skirt, I wouldn't want to get it wrinkled.” You unzip the hidden zipper on the side and lower the garment exposing your gorgeous pussy and ass to my excited eyes. Sitting back on my desk you part those. I cuff him to a pipe, and go to the freezer. I take out a layer ofHungry Man dinners, and then hit the jackpot.I go back over to the guy, and put my blade to his neck."Can you hear me?" I ask him politely.He squeaks out, "Yes." Good. I have a message for you to take to whoever runs this house. Moveout of this neighborhood. Or I'll be back."I then pull out a napalm grenade out of my bag, and toss it into thefreezer.I'm up the stairs and out the door by the time it goes boom.I do a zigzag course.