What little makeup she had been wearing was smeared and streaked and there were some nasty looking bruises at either side of her pussy. I guess I was ...ougher than I thought. From the marks, it was pretty obvious I had created these when I took hold of her to fuck her ass. Remembering that scene started to work my cock back to life.It was time to consider how to best use and abuse my newest slave. I certainly had some ideas but I was really wondering how far I could push her into submitting to. There wasn’t anyone on the bungalow’s veranda at all. And I was just fourteen. Surely, Russell Singleton would not be attracted to a fourteen-year-old boy.“Daniel? Daniel? Are you coming along with me? We are going inside.” It was Gilbert who brought me out of my reverie, and he was giving me such a strange look that I blushed at the thought that he could read my mind. I mumbled something incoherent that even I didn’t understand and turned from the view of the bungalow across the lagoon and. She could taste his pre-cum in her mouth and she started sucking harder. He moaned, starting to thrust into her mouth. She could feel him throbbing in her mouth and knew he was about to cum. Suddenly, he moaned into her clit, sending vibrations deep into her. She moaned in response, her back arching, only her shoulders and her ass touching the table. He plunged his tongue deep into her, driving it in as far as he could, pressing his face against her, his warm breath blowing across her swollen. ..I-I-I liked the feel of them, and started to apologize profusely, to which she replied "Well you're going to have to wash them again now aren't you" she moved a bit closer and yes folks I was ogling her massive breasts jutting forward in the satin gown, and once more felt an uncontrollable stirring in my pants..her gown was very high gloss satin which shimmered in the light streaming through her kitchen window, I was transfixed by it and felt my jeans tighten just a little bit more.To my.