This was my chance, and I wasn't gonna pass it up for anything. I followed from behind, staring at his ass. He turned around and I smiled, "Your carp...t is so hawt." He smiled, "Thanks. I like to shop for the best." He even sounded gay, "Are you gay ?" "Yes," he said, proudly. "So you wouldn't mind if I fucked you up," I asked, joking, but I really wanted to know. He took off his belt, pulled down his pants. He hadn't been wearing nothing underneath. "Let's get it on," he said. I smiled as I. I’ve just missed you.” I then stood up and took off my tank top. I unzipped my jean shorts and took them off. I pulled my panties down my long legs and stepped out of them. “Get on the bed. I’m going to ride your face.” My boyfriend got on his back and I stood on my bed with both feet on the side of his head. I then squatted down, while he licked my bald cunt. His tongue danced around my pink folds. I was rocking and moving my pussy so he could tongue fuck me deep and hard. “Allan, that. I had it. Then she said so is your thirst over and I said no it’s still not over. She said so what you want now. I said you. She stood there and I took her hand in mine. Still no reaction! I stood up and went closer to her. She had closed her eyes expecting me to kiss. I brought my face closer to her. We could feel each other breath. And then slowly I planted a kiss on her lips. Initially it was a soft kiss. Then she put her hand on my cheeks and started responding.I started kissing her. The workers will be here and the bosses in meetings, my days as Helen's sex slave are not over but with the new people and growing business we need to be care full, but I still take good care of her dripping cunt as offen as possible. Mrs.H in NYC is still are biggest client and I still make many trips there she still fucks me hard and long making me cum longer and better then my hubby ever has her strap-on is longer and thicker then him and it never goes down so she pounds my cunt for hours at.