Marilynn murmured, “Oooo … thank you, Master.” Withdrawing his fingers and pulling back the protective hood of Marilynn’s engorged clit Maste... then suck it into his mouth. Continuing to suckle in order to hold her clit between his lips, Master ran his tongue around and then across his little captive. It took very little time for Marilynn to jerk her pussy free of her Master’s lips. Marilynn cried.With the same quickness used on Angel, Scott spread wider Marilynn’s already gaping cunt lips. And, without any effort, they did. She kept talking, and I had a hard time concentrating. I was just responding. I just watched as my hands unbuttoned my shirt. As I stood up, removed my pants time, and I was standing in front of her naked, the tension was gone from my body, but my cock still hard. She said something, and I got down on my knees, put my hands on her bare legs, and waited. Her voice again. My hands drifted up, slowly but confidently, pushing up her skirt, grabbing her panties,. Her lungs and belly filled with a concoction of black cum, not to mention the puddle that was forming on the floor. She didnt move or fight, like a piece of meat she laid there holding whatever position they put her in. The sounds of pounding flesh echoed off the walls as one by one they finished finally they all left the bar. She was finally left alone, she curled up in a ball on the table where they left her. The last man to have her complained that she was too lose and sloppy, that that. " Does such an unique man exist?" Yes. I know he exists."She moved closer. Her hand fell to my knee. Her face was intent, her eyes serious."You know, Jack, sometimes women make mistakes in relationships. They might tell someone no when they mean yes, or, when they mean take me. Sometimes they want a strong man to sweep them off their feet, but they fight him every second. Maybe, they don't really know what they want until it is too late. That is sad. Hopefully, they get a second chance."Ellen.