We both cum together and slowly cuddling on top of the POS soon we catch our breaths. “So………” “Well I think I can let you go.” I walk to...ards my bag. “If you can promise that it’s not you selling.” I walk back with something in my hand. “And you wear these as a sign of good faith.” I hand up boy shorts. “I guess since if I didn’t I might lose my job and maybe go to prison.” You say in a sarcastic tone. “That’s right, prison! And you need to wear them every Friday. And I will know when you. Clarissa was a very tall women about 6’1 long legs, very muscular upper body and short light brown hair and glasses. By the way her and my mistress where talking, I assumed they must have known each other for a long time.“Your mistress and I have already spoken, and it has come to my attention that you have been feeling unwell is that correct?” she asked. I simply nodded.“Okay then dear we should get started. Cassandra would you mind coming over here and giving me a hand?” she asked my. My weight pressing down on her, I slammed harder into Veena as I enjoyed her body, taking my pleasure from it, my cock sending impulses of pleasure through my own body, my mind picturing the helpless woman under me. Of that ripe body already bruised from my attention, knowing I had all-night with her, the thought spurning me on even more as I buried myself deeper in her. My hand slid away from her mouth as my own now covered her, my lips pressing against hers, my tongue forcing its way into her. “I loved it!”“Want me to give you another one?” he leered.“Oh, wow, yes,” Fatima cried, “I’d love that, Taimur.”“Okay, but I’m gonna do it kinda differently this time,” he said.Fatima nodded impatiently. She didn’t care how he did it, as long as it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn’t bashful or hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle finger stiff and started inserting it right into her.