I….” Master cut her off like a light switch. “What did you call me, GIRL?” I caught his meaning. The venom is his voice was like acid dri...ping on my skin, and I wasn’t even the target for it! “Master! Master! That’s what I meant…. Please, forgive me!” she wailed, falling painfully to her knees. Too late, her words had convicted her, again. She was thinking as his wife. He was her Master, she his girl, a submissive. The two paths were not to cross today. She messed up badly because. She is 5 ft tall chocolate skinned tone and has a 36d bra size.A very juicy ass and thick thighs and a fat shaved pussy.One night me and the boys where out at a strip club and i saw this real thick red bone who had almost the exact body frame as my girl just a little taller.I bought her a drink and asked do she do private shows and she said yes and gave me her number.That next weekend me and my girl was at home drinking and smoking getting a little freaky like we usually do when she said baby i. Mandy giggled at him and said, "If you do that any more, we'll have to make love right here! That makes me real horny!" Now. Lets, see," Bob said. "You asked why you weren't pregnant." After pausing to gather his thoughts, he continued with, "How do I explain this. Well, just before I got divorced, my wife was pregnant. She'd told me she didn't want any more children. So while she was carrying my son she demanded I have a vasectomy."That way, by the time the baby was born and we started having. Assani se nahi gaya. Mene uske lips par apne lips rahe aur apni jeebh suke muh me daal di wo meri jeebh choosne lagi. Phir mene apne hips thoda uthaye aur ek jordaar jhatka diya. Wo ummmmmmm uggggggghh karke chhatpatane lagi aur mere kandhon ko pichhe karke apne apko chhudane lagi. Lekin meri pakad majboot thi.Mene lund phir bahar nikala aur jordaar shot phir mara uske aankhon se aansoo nikal gaye. Par mene usse chhoda nahi, phir lund bahar nikala aur phir ek baar phir shot mara, ab ki baar.