" Oh god how I love doing this. I love being used this way. It makes my cunt wet and throbbing for attention. I love having a raw throat and scratc...y voice and knowing that it is the result of having Master's thick cock down my throat. My face between his legs, working his cock with all my skill. Alternating between taking his cock completely and licking his balls, swirling my tongue in circles on that most sensitive spot. I did this over and over, drawing my head back to come up for. She got to the dining room, but in fatigues, complete with Fidel-style cap, a beard, and a giant cigar. There are times in life when things that are seen cannot be unseen, and this was one of them. Shrieking with laughter, she ran into the kitchen.She returned in a sheer white guyabera dress, spaghetti strapped, and extending only to the middle of her thigh. I was learning that while she often wore black, white did a magnificent job of showing off her tawny complexion.In one hand, she still had. Greg moaned a soft ahhhh that suddenly became louder to YESSssss. Cockhead now lodged into Laura’s throat, her arms pulled tight against Greg, trapping him deep. His hips bucked franticly until he spewed. Each twitch of cock shooting sperm in her belly sparked a thrill shock of satisfaction. Finally they released each other. “You need to get a client in San Francisco.” “I will scout for one; I need you as much as you need me. Two weeks is too long.” “Take my panties off and eat me until you are. Thank you, thank you, Thank you, I’ve actually had an unforgettable time. You are just so special, but you haven’t climaxed, baby?” she added concernedly. She reached down and slid my throbbing boner up her juicy wet pussy. Then she rode me like a freight train racing to nowhere. It wasn’t long. We both just clenched each other panting as we sped into orgasmic bliss. “There now,” she murmured. “That’s better. You have something to remember me by,” and planted a huge wet kiss on my cheek. I was.