." shechuckles, making sure the boots are standing upright, ready. "Submit to myboots bitch..."Oh gods this is humiliating.. and.. sexy.. shit... on h...nds and knees Ilean in to kiss her boots, then swallow awkwardly. "Oh.. I.. I'm such a l..lucky b.. bitch to be allowed to w.. worship you..," I start to lick andkiss them, smelling at least some of Mistress Thorne on them, knowing she'slooking on in amusement.. I can feel my cock starting to stiffen."Keep going, my bitch... I want to hear you. The harvest was bountiful. The women swarmed him. And most of all, the hacienda was more successful than it has ever been. As he was making his rounds, checking to see if the workers were okay and if things were running smoothly, he came upon a couple of workers squabbling with a strapping young lady. He saw that the sacks of pineapple that was due for shipping was tipped over, many of the pineapples littering the muddy ground. There was also a burgundy van. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist. I was close to passing out, but he continued to play with my cock, fuck it felt good.He pulled it out and got the third rod, which was thicker still, in the haze, through the stars floating around me, I remember thinking this might hurt! It went in, and it was tight, it got about half way, which I was surprised about anyway! He kept playing, using it in, it was so tight, I was all over the place, dizzy, high, close to falling asleep, when he started to really stroke me hard and fast with the. Oh, mother! ‘Leon.’ His entire body stiffened as her hand closed gently over his, her small fingers lacing through his. ‘Come to my bed.’ ‘No.’ Her soft mouth covered his, turning his resolve into jelly. ‘Leon, please. I need you.’ ‘I don’t want to hurt you, Mary.’ ‘You won’t, Leon.’ Mary stood up and trembled as the strong Latin man arose from the cot, his lean, muscular frame clothed only in underwear. He loomed over her, his arousal jutting in front of his and his solemn features trained on.