Next, they put me into a tennis outfit and sent me to the court. Rose was running late because of an accident on the 101.When I got to the courts I wa... introduced to the tennis pro, Pam. Trish had her hit me balls."I want you to move him from side-to-side and have him work up a sweat," Trish instructed Pam."David, try to hit the ball, but don't worry if you don't. We are just getting warmed up," Trish reassured me.By the time Rose got there, I was soaked. Pam had run me ragged and I was gasping. She was broken out of her reverie by the cacophony of rain drops pelting the windshield from a sudden summer storm. She started the car and turned on the windshield wipers as she pulled from the parking lot and drove home. She drove slowly and carefully on the half hour drive back to the plantation. The pelting, rain making it difficult to see the road even with the wipers running full speed. Pulling onto the lane leading to the plantation she pulled up to the main house. Opening the car door. Let the silence begin, she said in her mind. He's established his boundaries clearly enough.Closing the door behind her and latching it, Arthur walked over to a low bureau on the far side of the room, and lit a candle. The candle was set into a simple candleholder in the middle of what looked like a plain cotton place mat. And now the wards have been set too, she decided. Unless he intends that candle to establish a romantic mood? No, she thought, he wasn't even expecting me. Noting that his. My nose jammed against her pussy and my fingers went deeper. “Oh, oh, aur Zayadaaaahhhhh!! She yelled and then she let out a loud, “Yesssss,” as she shuddered in her orgasm. I kept moving my tongue through her climax until she released pressure on my face. Her breathing had increased and then with some rush she was overwhelmed and quelled, pulling my dick with a force to detach it off my body and her cunt started acrobatic moves, pulling to a side, sudden flexing, rapid relaxing and more..