He finally pulled his cock out and as I gasped for breath, he began to slap my face hard in back and forth motions. "You fuckin' piece of shit" he sai... as he climbed down and grabbed hold of my chain. Pulling me off the chair and onto my knees, he started to back up and pull me along. "Beg for my cock you fuckin' white bitch" he demanded as he backed up. "Please. please master" I started, "Let me suck your cock". A hard slap to my face followed, "Beg for it you, fuckin' whore". Looking up at. Since her divorce I have hardly seen Sally. Yes I would love to fuck her brains out but my dick and I are very happy fucking my beautiful wife. Until……..I’m lying on my car trolley sliding under my MG to restore a hand-brake linkage, wearing just running leggings and a T-shit. Hearing ‘clip clop’ of high heels I strain my neck to see, between my chest and car, a pair red high heeled shoes. Thinking to myself that my wife has bought ANOTHER pair of shoes! I return to the linkage when my leggings. It was a surprise to find out she was a real blond. I am sure Clara had no idea that she had her clothes off as she watched what happened in front of her. Yet she was certainly aroused by the sight she saw.Tom kissed and sucked Patty on her lips, neck tits and cunt. Patty's eyes were closed and her mouth open and she moaned on every touch. Clara was sitting on my lap sliding back and forth over my engorged prick. Her breathing was becoming more rapid as Tom slowly performed his magic in front. I went over in front of mom’s dressing table mirror and looked at myself. I LOVED the way it looked. I danced around a little bit, watching my dick bounce through the lace and just laughed. I spotted some of mommy’s make-up on the table and a sudden urge gripped me. I picked up the lipstick and put some on. The smell that it has filled my nostrils and seemed to go straight to me crotch as I felt myself swell a bit more. When I looked in the mirror, I looked a little silly, but I liked it. A.