I finished cleaning my house, but did not have enough time to cook, so I decided to order a pizza after I had relaxed, the doorbell rang, I looked thr...ugh the photocell, it was the pizza man, a new one this time, that I had never seen before, some real huge black guy, not so old, but real huge, may be in his forties or so, not bad looking as well.It was only then that I realized how much of a slut I was, a cock loving whore in fact, simply because, while pausing, looking at him through the. She plucked one out and ran it underher nose, inhaling greedily. I started to protest, because those weremy recently acquired, very expensive imports. She held up andadmonishing finger and shushed me."First," she said. "These are no longer yours. How silly would it lookfor a girly girl like you to be sucking on a cigar? Now they're mine."She waited to see if I would challenge her, which I didn't. "Second,"she went on, "you will not use your man voice anymore. I want to hearyou sounding. .. yes that's it, right in deep... slowly... oh... yes in deep..." I brought my legs up higher, pulling my cunt open with my hands, the camera zoomed in close to see my cuntlips folding inwards, and the slime oozing out as Vicky slid the cock slowly in to me. Vicky continued to fuck me with a slow deliberate rhythm, until I urged her on. I moved my hands to her hips to pull her deeper in to me and said, " Come on now... Josey... fuck me harder... faster... really shove that cock up me... come. ‘But fucking is the fastest.’ Twelve hours later Helene Falkland pulled the sheet around her. The thermostat was set a shade too low to ease the morning chill. ‘We’ve got to go, Huey.’ She slipped her feet into the hotel slippers as she stood up. Her fingers raked through her tousled hair as she searched for the comb. The dresser? No. The bathroom sink? Damn it! The bathroom light spilled across the bedroom carpet. The rhinestones in the yellow comb flashed on the floor at the corner of the.