The room was filled with breathless moans and the harsh slapping of skin as I rode him, alongside the playful slaps from his hands upon my behind. His...mouth found my breasts; his hot tongue flicking fervently across my nipples as I arched my back, my hands squeezing tightly on to his knees as his thrusts met me half way. “I can’t last much longer” he groaned, digging his fingers roughly into my hips.Quickly pulling my t-shirt from his head, I got to my knees, working my hand and tongue in. It knew that it sure didn’t know anything about doing oral or anything else on a woman.After admitting to itself that it didn’t know where to even begin, it decided that maybe it should discuss this with Master. Even though it was just a little afraid of how Master might react by it coming to Him for help and also that it meant having to admit to Master it was totally helpless. It knew that Master had already figured the last part out about slave but it hated having to admit it to Him though.. He tugged at her ginormous tresses. He pulled her up to her knees and back into him. His pelvis met her well-padded derriere with incredible might. He hammered her as she purred.“Oh my god! Fuck meeeee!”“Yeah, bitch,” he grunted.Takarsh fucked his former instructor with every bit of his being until he released a fat load of baby batter in her rectum. “Damn,” he huffed.Later that day, after Kenya had freshened up and returned to campus, she readied herself for the evening student recitative, or. " I stepped back as Jerome and dante helped Sara off Melinda. I looked down at my wife laying on her back looking a total mess. Her skin was blotchy from many orgasm. Her cheeks were red either from the earlier slap or from Sara's thighs. Her face was covered in cum both male and female much of it had run into her blonde hair. Melinda's mons venus was red from friction and looked wet and sticky. In other words, she looked like the amazing slutwife I always dreamed of making her.Jerome.