“It’s ok. You can always make it up to me.” Greg leaned up and kissed her. “I think I’ll start now.” He began by kissing her neck and work...d his way down to the soft skin between her breasts. He moved his left hand up to her left breast and traced a line with his tongue to the nipple of her right breast. He circled her hard nipple with his tongue and then paused to watch her shivering with excitement. He then took her nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, and then nibbled ever so softly.. She said," tell me your my bitch". I was then in incredible pain and had no choice but to shout out I'm your bitch please fuck me! To which she said "you need to be fucked like a bitch on your back with your legs spread" and then she flipped me over and spread my legs and shoved her cock in my ass. While she thrusts viciously in my ass she jerked my cock harder than ever before. I howled in pleasure and pain and humiliation she smiled her my humiliation and said "what's it to feel like to. Fuck her just like you used to do her mother!” Esther’s muscles were contracting and releasing my cock. “Fill her pussy with your hot cum! Yes! Do it!”The slap of his thighs could be heard as he slammed against Kim. “Oh fuck Esther! She’s going to cum!” Kim’s moans were muffled, as her mouth was tight against Sharon’s cunt. Sharon had her arms wrapped around Kim and she was licking feverishly on the other woman’s clit. Pausing only long enough to lick the underside of her father’s cock as he. His desire was always wet. I reached up and linked my fingers around his neck using his strength to stand on the tips of my toes and pushed my backside further into him. Spurred on by the music, my hips picked up its fiery rhythms. For me this dance was more than about a country’s memorial celebration of its African and slave legacies, but also a release of the bonds that had held me from experiencing this transcendental bliss with my husband. Bill’s breath was ragged against my face. He.