Kept blind, I sense I’m going to befree soon.Back in her hand, fiddled with, click - now I am active. The creases of her palm, the black paint on he... nails, several rings on fingers, a swift view of her lined mature face, a tiled wall, a door with a hook, a porcelain wall mounted box, roll of paper – all a blur and then yes a pool of water, then I am blind as her hand masks my eyes, but she can’t keep the mission secret from me, not that she needs to, I know my place. Finally I am fixed, still. She grabbed his hair, guiding him, pulling him, wanting more. He knew she was close and that she needed to cum, and cum hard. He licked, sucked, and fingered her as she moaned and squirmed. Her breathing became labored and soon her juices came pouring out, soaking his face and fingers as she screamed and shook. He lapped up her sweet juices, the wonderful reward of his efforts, then climbed up and rubbed the head of his now rock-hard cock on the entrance of her pussy. She thrust her hips up to. The kitchen empty except for three girls I’d never met before in the corner, eating pancakes and drinking coffee, apparently the menu for the morning. I got my food and went over to the table. ‘Hi,’ a pert, bubbly girl spoke up. ‘You must be the new girl. I’m Sarah, and this is Cathy and Amy.’ ‘I’m Marri,’ I said, sitting down. Sarah had long blond hair and bright blue eyes. Cathy had short, kinky black hair and dark brown eyes, and Amy had brown hair and hazel eyes, not that you could really. I was her means to an end. In our previous phone conversation, she asked for me to bring along a gentleman to join us. Once she described the man in gleeful detail, I knew that she wanted a bull or a BBC. She mentioned a taller man, with some muscles and well-endowed. He had to be of darker complexion. I called a friend from college who lived in the area. Once I explained the arrangement and the need for secrecy, Marcus was in. I asked him about his girlfriend. He didn’t think that she would.