With trembling voice she tried to speak, "Oh, Master!" she began but he cut her short before she could complete pleading her cause.In a firm and decis...ve voice he informed her, "Nothing you say can excuse the betrayal you have shown me by covering my playthings in this!" he thrust forward his hand with her lacy bra dangling from its open fingers. Not only was she ashamed she had hurt him so but also she was humiliated for at that very second the ticket collector opened the sliding door of the. " No, not exactly. The way it happened, it was kind of an accident though, and you were pretty much the one to blame for the whole thing." How could I have possibly been to blame? You're not making any sense." It's somewhat complicated, but basically, Lupe and I got to talking about you, and while we were talking about you, at some point in that discussion, I happened to make mention of the fact that you had the sweetest tasting pussy I'd ever known, and then Lupe said she agreed with me, and. . "Connie grabbed both of Michelle's ankles and dragged her ass over and then dove on her little clam, granting her wish. Michelle was speechless with her head against the door, chin digging into her chest, and her legs held apart, watching her mommy eat pussy--her pussy. She ate it whole, and she ate the hole. She ate everything there was to eat and even ate the butt hole. If it was between Michelle's legs, it got ate, but she stopped before Michelle could climax. That would defeat the. I thought about possibly hitting a bar or nightclub but I was afraid of running into somebody that I knew. One day my cell phone rang and I didn't recognize the number so I let it go to voice mail. When I retrieved the message it was Greg. I called him back and asked him what was up. He laughed and said that his cock was hard and wanted to know if I could do something about it. I chuckled said that I wish I could but we are to far apart. He said that he had some time off coming up and wanted.