"Loyalty is a good thing, but there are too many women in the dacha -- the Boss does not have time to service them all. And you -- you are perhaps not...the favorite?" No." The accusation stung; the admission stung worse. However things may have started -- whatever dreams existed in her head -- to Mr. Wilson, she was JUST a maid now. The fact that he used her, very occasionally, was irrelevant -- he did that to literally every woman he came into contact with. The fact that he owned her, lock,. I could feel his meat rod swelling and by the feel I could tell that Mark had a tool which was the thickest of all the men I had taken inside me.Our embrace lasted a lot of time, during which Mark had succeeded in getting his hands inside my sweat shirt and was rubbing my bare back. He had aroused me and I was melting into his arms for a long sexy fun filled fuck session. He let go of me from the hug and turned and hugged from behind this time. Now I could feel his hands roughing up my full. After five minutes we changed position, I was on top of him. I was riding my brother’s cock which was completely awesome. He then said that he wanted to do this for a long time but just wasn’t able to seduce me. I was happy and we kissed.Then I told him to put it in my asshole. It was difficult for him but he did so. My god the pain was too much but then I started loving it. After five minutes he said he was going to cum so I got down and started licking his dick again. He cam twice the times. "Oh, I'll tell you why I'm here, Father Murphy," she said in a sober and businesslike fashion."I'm an addict. NO! I'm a junkie!I have to have it. I have to. I can't help myself. I'm addicted and obsessed. I can't get enough. I need it like food... like breathing."I backed up against the wall."You're a sex addict?"She was on her knees in front of me, unbuckling my belt."Miss Black, please!"I wrestled with her but her tenacity and strength were astonishing.She pulled my cock out of my slacks,.