Richard chuckled behind me as he shifted more gripped my hips and pressed the head of his hard cock against my tight pussy lips. I froze unsure what t... do as Richard tried forcing his cock into me. I was too tight and dry for him to do anything but cause me pain. I yelped in pain but the pillow muffled my cries."Looks like I have to warm you up a bit first." Richard said. He grabbed a handful of my hair and forced my head to the side causing me to yelp again. He used that moment to shove two. “Ugh! What the fuck? You don’t take liberties with the instructor, got it? I was trying to show you how your tongue should feel to your lover’s pussy – not offer myself up for mauling.” “Bree…I…” and she got up and rushed upstairs to her bedroom. I could hear her crying as she ran up the stairs and I was torn between running after her and consoling her and letting her cry herself into realizing I was there as her ‘instructor’ not a ‘Sapphire Surrogate’. In the end, my soft side won out and I. "As I heard that the heat flamed up in my thighs, "Please Ron don't make me do this. I got in trouble with Jim awhile back. I stayed to late and had to much to drink and I didn't get home until early morning and I promised him I wouldn't do it again?" Well then, lets see. I get out of the seminar at three, I'll expect you to be at my room no later than three thirty. I know you can get off work pretty much anytime you like, so don't be late. Bye."Ron Wait, don't hang up. Please don't make me do. Marcela had changed somehow. She spoke with confidence, or maybe even authority. Belinda was playing the role of the silent slave girl, just doing whatever she was told. It was so hot and it was driving me crazy! I reached up to squeeze Belinda’s breast, but Marcela pushed my hand back down to my side. “No touching.” She said. As I put my hand back down behind my head, Marcela reached out and cupped Belinda’s right breast in her hand, and then took a picture as she gave it a squeeze. “Is.
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