He broke the kiss and moved his lips to the crook of my neck. He was biting, sucking, and kissing; all the things that drove me wild as he had his hea... buried in my neck. I was putty in the hands of a sculpting master. He pushed all the buttons to drive me to be the willing plaything of a more experienced partner. His hands were kneading my ass, loosening the muscles and preparing me for his massive cock.He set me down. I was beyond the point of arousal. My only thoughts were to get my lover. I said baby her stretched you. She leaned back on her elbows and said I know. She said his cock was the thickest one I've ever seen . Did it hurt I asked? She said it was actually hard it get it in me at first. She said once he got it in she had her first orgasm. You came that easily I asked. She said just the feeling of his cock stretching me made me cum even before he start fucking. I dropped my shorts to expose my own rock hard four inches and shoved it in her all the way to my balls in one. He didn't know even a tenth of what I could do. To him, I was a private detective who happened to be a psychic. I chuckled along with him."Yeah, they have been calling me up until today. I keep telling them I am not interested, but they keep offering me a job of some sort." I didn't go into any details, but he nodded.We pulled up to a two story house in the east side. Nice place, slightly run down. This part of town was where the middle class lived. We got out of the car and went up the steps. Missy’s hips begin to hump at his face with more urgency, hurtling toward that orgasm. “Oh ... oh ... oh...” she yowls, climaxing. Her entire body grows hot as if on fire. Her heart is ready to burst like a balloon filled too much. Her channel convulses, squeezing and releasing an imaginary invader.Squeezing her ass cheeks, Brock laps at her clit as fast as he can while she climaxes all around him. Finally, her orgasm subsides, leaving her gasping for air.“Well, good morning, Master!” Missy.