"You locked me in the basement because you want me to look like awoman! Now - and now you're asking me if I'm okay?"I could tell Faye did not expect t...is reaction from me, and to behonest, neither did I. I guess I was just over exhausted and frustratedwith the past few days. She took a step back, almost fearing myapparent lack of understanding. She wanted me to be scared."If you wanted me to dress up like a whore, you could've just asked!" Ilaughed."I'm not asking you to do anything!" Faye shot. “You never have to answer anything you don’t want, but at least let me ask. Ok?”Her finger kept moving around in the cum slick on his belly. Thoughtful. She nodded once. Then her lips curled into an improbable shape. “Ok,” she agreed. “It’s just ... for whatever reason ... I like making it come out of you especially well.”He looked at her curiously but kept the question to himself. She answered anyway.“It’s cuz you blow like you mean it. Like you do lots of things. Like you mean ‘em.”“Jesus,. With his cock drawing closer, my eyes widened."Let's see how long you can handle this, slut," Thomas asserted as he moved my cock deep into my mouth.My eyes bulged as he dug his cock firmly into my mouth. Without letting up, I tipped my head back further, giving him slightly more access.Only about three-quarters of the way in, he was already rubbing against the back of my throat. Withdrawing himself slightly to give me a quick breath, he firmly said, "Get ready bitch..."In one quick, precise. Amanda stood up and remove her figure hugging dress, all she had on was a tiny bra and pants, she sat back down and continued wanking the huge cock. After a while she changed hands because the one she had been using was starting to ache, as she slowly wanked the cock she explored it, it was a good 10 or 11 long very thick and very heavily vained, she used her other hand to massage his balls, they too were massive, they were held in a soft leathery sack about the size shape and consistency of.