I certainly enjoyed writingit.Rewindby Hazel MSatine twirled on her gold sandals. Her hands glided over her wide hipsunder the tight green skirt. They...roamed up, gently cupped her perkybreasts through the crop top for a moment, before sliding up her neck,through the blonde curls. Her hips ground round and round to the beattraveling up from the floor. Gentle moaning sounds came from her throat,lost in the loud music. Her creamy thighs rubbed against each other, evenas her dance partner laid one. My mouth was soon as far open as it would go, he was holding my head and pushing his cock, he just about managed to cram the purple head of his big black cock past my lips. I was flicking my tongue over the end while he wanked, he tried to get more of it in my mouth to no avail, it was just to fat. He gave a little shudder and he emptied the contents of his big black balls down my throat nearly choking me, but I managed to swallow it all.He said, as he pulled it out of my mouth, that he hadn't. A stream of cum shot out of me revealing the sexual tension in my byd that had built up for about three weeks now. I new I wasn't fully there yet and continued to work it leaning forward my face contorted in a deep pleasure. Another wave of pleasure ran through me sending out another strong spurt of cum onto the floor. Weakening now I continued to work m cock but I couldn't keep up the pace and as the final spasms of pleasure shot through me I jerked a little as the last dribbles of cum came. She won’t want to miss this! Your attire should be informal, let’s say, a pair of panties, under a robe should do nicely. Well, have a nice day slave, and oh yes, one more thing. Except for the hair on your head and eyebrows, I want all body hair removed. Your bride can help you with this. Ta, ta.’ I shuddered as I listened to her message. This was going to be a long two days, I thought to myself. Angel, who had apparently heard the recording, whispered in my ear, ‘My, she means business. Don’t.