She motioned me to lick the nipples of her right tit and placed my right hand on the other one.I understood and sucked the nipple as I squeezed with t...e other boob. I was pinching, biting, fingering and scratching her sexual parts in perfect synchronization as she let out animalistic moans… ”ahhhh...ohhhh….ohhhhh.” I kept on doing this for nearly a minute when I felt her pussy walls squeezing my finger. I increased the speed of my work, “c’mon, don’t stop! Faster, Arfan, faster!” she ordered. I. . the Wendy ... the burger is enshrined in its own little box on the entree side of the menu. It’s now a meal ... the sandwich, two patties ... not mashed, homemade caraway seed bun, fresh everyday and toasted on the grill, mayonnaise, lettuce, dill pickle, two cheeses, three strips of bacon and tomato bolted together with a toothpick, has a menu buddy ... Wendy Lite ... one patty. They come with a pint of frothy homemade root beer and a brown paper sack of long cut slightly over done French. .. infact our relationship is far more stringent than you'd get away withbetween an employer and employee. But that's to my benefit. It offersmore flexibility."Helen was enjoyable to listen to, with her measured tones and easymannerisms. She spoke matter-of-factly, a way that seemed incrediblyhonest. I knew then that I could prise a wealth of information out ofher and build a fuller picture of her life with her maid. Of courseI've been in this game far too long to fail to notice the. I could taste the mix of the lube and his cum as he wanked off theremainder into my mouth and over my face.My god, I thought, this was a very realistic game my boyfriend wasplaying. I really did feel raped and humiliated by him."Time for bed my little fuck-toy," he said pulling me up and pushing metowards the door. He dragged me through the hall, then kicking the bedroomdoor open he propelled me inside."On the bed bitch, I ain't finished with you yet bitch."He threw me down onto the bed head.