I truly didn't but feared if I disagreed he would do something terrible to me. He stood up, your face as a lot of oil left on it, slave, he turned aro...nd, rub it into my big black ass. He put the leash between his legs and bent over, "Please god no!" I shouted, Laughing again, he pulled me into his ass, My screams were muffled out. "Bet you love that smell too slave, don't you? I purposely didn't wipe today just for you" "NO!" I screamed as he laughed even more.He threw me back down on the. He took a drink of beer and looked out across the lawn.“What’s the matter, weren’t you giving her enough... good luvin’?” teased Susie, poking Jim in the ribs. “Is that why she had to go looking for someone to keep her warm at night?”“Oh, you bitch,” yelped Jim with an indignant laugh. “You’ll pay for saying that.” Jim grabbed Susie and they struggled playfully on the couch for a moment.“Bob, help!” Susie shrieked as Jim tickled her.“You probably deserve it,” said Bob, amused but a little wary.. Kyle increased his pace and pushed into her firmly on each stroke. Loving the way, she stretched around him and tightly gripping him. He had fucked Debora in just about every conceivable position over the last six weeks, but he still couldn’t get enough of her.He had fucked many other ladies in his time and had enjoyed enacting their fantasies for them. But once the fantasy was for-filled, he lost interest and didn’t get off on them as much. His desire for them soon waned, as did the. And I paused, looking slowly around the room that I had just stepped into. In our house this would be Molly's room, situated next to Mike's, separated by a shared bathroom. Mister Gabe had obviously converted the space into something totally different, using up the space for both bedrooms and the bath in the process. I've been around for a while, and seen some movies, and read some books, so I knew what I was looking at. I was now standing in Mister Gabe's dungeon! The walls were.