He pulled me closer with his hands on my hips. As his lips pressed against mine, he sat on the bed and pulled me by my thighs on his lap. God, I love ...hen he grabs my thighs. My hands traced down, tongue still wrestling his, and found his belt. He paused the kiss to stare into my eyes, then kissed me again as I felt his hands pull my shirt off, and went around back for my bra. I had his belt undone, pulling the zipper down, and he slipped off his jeans. He pulled me on the bed now, climbing. I could feel his hip bones poking the cheeks of my ass. Fuck me tender, fuck me sweet, take me to your heart. Which is what he did. I have never had such a loving and tender fuck. My hole felt so good and yet the pleasure increased with every soft stroke. By the time he was ready to climax, I was begging for a release, begging to be filled, begging to be owned. By the time his cum began to flow inside me – his inexhaustible reservoir of sperm – I was already whimpering “my, boy, my boy”. He had. It went faster this time because Jan and I had already thought through most of the first half of the questions. Tara and Karen were excited to find me still here when they woke up. A quick call to Janie secured an eager babysitter for the two girls. She said that Mom insisted that all five of us come to dinner tonight.My next phone call was to the developer who bought Kozlov’s land from me. When I explained what I wanted to do, he gave me his blessing. After dropping the two little girls off at. The bathroom was a closet with a toilet, a bare light bulb and magazines on the floor. I sat by the toilet as May pissed, when she was finished, she pulled me to her cunt. "Clean my pussy slave boy, lick my pussy with your tongue,” my face was between her legs, my chin on the toilet seat, I stuck out my tongue and licked, “There you go, good boy, lick me clean." By now I just did what I was told. It seemed easier and besides after what had just happened, licking this bitch's pussy after a piss.