She melted into his arms, no longer resisting his charms. She sighed, entangling her hands into his hair as a way to anchor herself to him. She was s...y with inexperience, but she didn’t hesitate to react to the fire that he stoked inside her. She was so sweet. Too sweet. Her acceptance of his roughness felled him. He was lost and so so so confused, drowning in his emotions. Brusque words brushed against the shell of her ear, ‘Are you upset that a man you’d never want makes you react like. ”Jennifer smiled again. “Neither does anyone else, really. When the music is fast, bounce and swing your arms. When the music is slow, we hold each other and sway.”“Do I need to rent a tux or something?”“Silly, this isn’t prom. It’s just semi-formal. Wear some slacks, a nice button-down shirt, and borrow a sports jacket from your Dad.” Matt nodded. “Oh, and one more thing. If your parents tell you that you should buy me a corsage or something, don’t.”“What, don’t you like flowers?” Matt. “Now, that will not do. You really must try to control yourself.”“Ahh!” Bernard responded as Fara tweaked gently at a nipple. She shook her head again and peeled off her cum-sticky glove, pushing it into Bernard’s mouth.“There, cockroach, keep that for a while to remember how you must keep control.”“Bravo!” Mary Tang’s voice rang out across the room. She was standing in the doorway, clapping her hands, with her leather-clad slave kneeling at her side. “Well done. A most excellent illustration. He was crazy rough and getting rougher. He started really going for it, fucking my face. Back of my head pounding into the couch then springing back only to take that black cock deeper. Pushing on the back of my throat. Faster and faster. Rougher and rougher. “Can I cum” He asked my bf. “Hell yea, everyone can. Fill her up I say” He answered. The black guy kept going even harder with more force than before. I could feel the veins on the cock as it starting pulsating. I knew he was about to cum..