Samuel said I looked even sexier with my tight t-shirt on.He then ordered me to bend over the edge of the bed, standing onto the carpet. As soon as I ...ssumed the position, he moved behind me.Samuel poured some lube and smeared it around my inner thighs and my pussy lips. He shoved a couple of thick fingers up my cunt and fingered me for a long while; until he stole from me the first orgasm of the afternoon…"Are you ready for my black cock, bitch…?” He hissed slowly.I could not even answer; but. Brentford was a village I knew well, it was where The Bell Inn -- the assignation venue for Amy Fairfax and I -- was situated. It was in the stables of that tavern I galloped the black haired maid whose name I never learned.I decided not to tell Mimi of my association with Brentford.The barges had remained overnight at Hungerford the previous day, and Mimi and I visited the ruins of Hungerford Hall.Twelve years of vegetation had given the formerly stark outline of the ruined building a certain. He needed to know what his body is capable of. He needed to know the power I could have over him when I wanted it. He needed the peace a man can only feel when he has given up all his juices and placed himself firmly in the hands of a woman that cares for him."No more, k?" I spoke to him quietly in a c***dish voice, hoping to assuage his anxiety. He didn't respond, just continued writhing slowly beneath me. My hands still held him and I stroked slowly. My left hand rested just beneath his crown. I could feel the pressure of his hands on my head as he started to push into my wanting mouth. I gagged and he still continued. My eyes watered and still he fucked my face. I was gasping for breath and vaguely heard a click and the toilet door open. I wasn't allowed to move as he continued to pummell my face. Saliva and tears ran down my face and suddenly someone had hold of my hips picking me up from the floor. The first guy held my head with his cock deep in my mouth. Hands reached from.