She knew who she wanted, and now was the time to break it to her man. Of course, Kenya had one more thing to lay on him. “Yes, baby I do. But can I ...sk a favor of you before I tell you?” “Shit Kenya, you are fuckin’ killin’ me girl! What now?” “Baby, instead of the plain mask for the ball, will you wear a Caesar mask or something Greek inspired?” “What? Why? What the hell are you up to?” “Please,” she uttered as she found her way to his dick. She kissed it and took it in her mouth as she looked. She started yelling out as she started having an orgasmand yelled at me to fuck harder and deeper. I pulled her assa little closer to edge of the table and was pounding thattight pink cunt harder making her yell and moan in both painand pleasure. I fucked her hard until she stopped cumming.I needed to cum so bad, but I held on to it. I wasn’t done playingwith her. After her orgasms subsided, I slipped my cock out of herpussy releasing her juices and cum. I lifted her legs andput them over my. I did not deem her pussy clean enough to eat and I didn’t want to take the time or break the moment to retrieve a washcloth. I pulled my cock out of her reluctantly, and to her voiced objections. I maneuvered to her right side, placing my right hand between her legs, fondling her pussy aggressively and fingering her clit. I wedged my hand between her pussy lips and pushed two fingers into her pussy. ‘You make me feel so naughty when you finger me like that! She moaned appreciatively. With such. " His voice sounded so small, as though he barely had the air to make the words come. He wanted her to move closer, to take the box and hurl it into the trash and assure him she could never go to him again. Instead she looked down at the box as though sizing its dimensions. Steven shivered as he imagined she was guessing its contents. "You don't have to go. He can't force you." She began to go to him, then stopped after several steps, lowering her head as she spoke. Her robe was undone, and.