I pulled my dick out from under the rubber panties. It was in a small ball glued to my balls from the sweat caused by the rubber panties. The madam ...miled and whore giggled and madam told me to come closer, which I did. She took a rag from a large bowl next to recliner she was sitting. Put a little soap on the rag and washed the sweat from my cock and balls, rinsed the rag out in the same water and wiped me off.Of course my cock was rock hard now and she was stroking it slowly. She told me. He first wanted to taste her pussy so he kissed down from her tits to her wet crotch and kissed and sucked and licked. She was delicious. He grabbed her clit and sucked it as his tongue ran over the hard bulb. Then his tongue found her hole and he licked it then pushed into her. As he tongue fucked her she covered his tongue with her sweet juice. The more she covered him and he felt her cunt muscles spasm the more he fucked her cunt. His face was covered with her cum.He pulled her to the edge. Something about money. But I wanted her. I wanted to breathe her in. And as I pulled down at the corners of her panties, she let out a shrill noise. It took me by surprise because it sounded almost like a moan, as if tearing off those panties forcefully must’ve been a relief on her bare skin after what could’ve possibly been a long shift for her.And her ass – oh sweet Jesus, that pale blinding ass – White as snow, perfectly formed and perfectly sized. Picture perfect. I’d snap it if I had a. The men were no strangers to giving this kind of pleasure, they knew what they were doing, they knew they were there to make her scream with pleasure and they also knew they were there to fuck her the moment she would inevitable cry out for their cocks. All Don could do was to watch, sit back in his state of excitement and arousal while they pleasured her. He watched as she slowly began to writhe on the duvet, listened as she moaned softly, watched as her writhing turned to threshing, listened.