“Fucking hell Carol, that was some night.” It wasn’t my best wake up greeting. “Mm…” Carol stretched, her arms aloft, making...her tits rise in a languid pose. We both stunk of sex, the bed, even the room reeked from out excesses. “…Where’s Denise?” “Taking a shower.” “Was it a nice blow job she gave you?” I wasn’t certain, but thought I heard a note in her voice that warned me to be careful. “It was okay.” I decided on noncommittal as the. My slip,my heels, my breast forms. My nails, my bracelet, my cock cage. My robe.I looked at it. They came with a key, I am told. But with me, one wasnot needed. I would never dare to oppose Mistress by reaching inside ofit.I made her an egg-white omelet. Multi-grain toast. A fruit bowl. Coffee.I took it to her. Like always, I knocked on the door. I was told toenter. She glanced at the breakfast, shrugged.?It's the big day, girlfriend," she said.?Yes, ma'am," I said, looking at the floor.?Let's. I am almost there i slide my cock in and out of her ass harder and harder. I pull her hair bringing her body closer to me. ah Pull my hair harder. I pulll her hair as hard as i can and thrust my cock deep inside her ass. Then i shoot a huge load of hot wet sticky cum deep in her ass. As she climax's. Oh Chris. I let go of her hair and pull out of her ass with a pop. She then squats down and squeezes the cum out of her ass in to her hand. And brings her hand to her mouth and licks all the cum. The young Black guy danced and rubbed himself against me to the point I finally had to tell him I needed to take a break. As I walked into the kitchen to get another drink I felt my panties had become wet.I stood there in the dark kitchen, facing the counter by the sink, getting myself back together when someone came up behind me putting his arms around me cupping his hands over my breasts, nuzzling through my hair. His mouth was kissing and biting my neck. Oh god please don't, I'm really not.".