Fred cleared the table in the centre of the room off and grabbed the nearby scissors. "Put her on the table" Fred ordered. "Someone help!" Amber cried...as she struggled.Fred used the scissors to cut her jeans off. He than cut her panties off and sniffed them. To his surprise they wet with pussy juice.Worried that someone would here her cries for help, gagged her with her own panties. Fred looked appreciatively at Ambers olive skin and her 38FF breasts. All that was left on her was her socks and. Ahhhhhh!!!Oh , god!!This is awesome, your cock is so fat and tight, I am loving it!!!! She was saying with her eyes closed and her ass cheeks were jiggling with each shot of mine.I am fondling and spanking her jiggling ass. I then grabbed her ass cheeks and split them in half that made her asshole stretched to its limits and she moaned.AHHHH!!!!I inserted my finger in her asshole after licking and making it wet…..She bent backward in shock and admiration and continued to fuck me. She was loving. A couple of my customers had told me that it felt like a bulldozer or snowplow when I rammed it into them. The blunt head was sort of shovel shaped, a split helmet, a prod, a fucking spear. My pride and joy, mostly joy. And the head ridge; it really caused screams when I pulled back and dragged soft flesh with my rigid ram.I had crossed the room to get some clean underwear when my sister and her friend came in, sat on the side of my bed and smiled at me as I stood there, naked, with a pair of. Though, to be honest, I wasn’t sure quite how much I had left in the tank.But... Not only did we both have diary commitments that morning, but I have this rather awkward personal trait – a work ethic and sense of duty; I’ve never thrown a ‘sick’ day yet, and Dad would have paddled my ass if he’d ever known I’d even contemplated doing that.And, in some strange way, I felt it would also have let Mel down. I wouldn’t have been doing my very best.I realized I love Mel so much that nothing I can do.