"I sure will." She hung up the phone and walked to the door, opened it a crack and looked Damien over. "Would you please come in?"Damien looked her ov...r in turn and liked what he saw. He smiled. "Thank you, Ma'am."Amber walked over to the room's window and looked out, then back over at Damien. "I... I haven't been called ma'am in years... Not since I was claimed as master's slave. It feels weird hearing that..." She paused for a moment. "What's your name?" Damien. Just because I have to hang. There is a brief glimpse of his tumescent penis, before he yanks the front of her dress upwards, pushes her panty gusset to one side with a gnarled hand, and slams his shaft into her.She squeals at the unprepared penetration, wrapping her arms tightly around his buttocks so as to hold him fast inside till the pain fades. “What a hot fucking pussy, godverdomme!” marvels Emiel, as his penis begins to burrow in and out of her nascent wetness. “Dirty filthy immigrant cunt, desperate to get fucked. I was afraid to look. "Look Candice, they're the latest rage in woman's fashion. Platform jogging shoes. With a 4 inch heel too! Now put them on and we'll begin." By now everyone was laughing. I put the shoes on. It was like wearing heels. I would be lucky to get around the two miles, never mind beating anyone. Still I would have to try. It was my only chance at the moment. The picture of the poster went through my mind as I put the shoes on. They were very uncomfortable."On your. “Yeah baby cum for us!” I echoed.Again, Nancy’s body shook wildly as she came and she moaned out loudly. As she squirted, I heard her pussy make noises and saw the look of surprise on Alex’s face.“Oh my god! I never had a woman squirt before!” Alex said in pleasant surprise.“She does all the time but this time she has really made a mess!” I said laughing softly.“Fuck… you,” Nancy said between gasping breaths while laughing at the same time.I slid my cock out of Nancy’s ass so she could roll off.