” “As you wish, my dear.” With that I lean you forward just a little and keeping a firm grip on your hair begin slamming my cock into you. �...OhmygodSir!…may…I…cum…please?...” Your words are broken by each slam of my hips into yours driving your hips forward as I pull you back by your hair to keep you where I want you. “Yes…slut…you…may.” “Ohhhfuuuuuccckkk!!!” you scream as your orgasm reaches up from your cunt and claims your mind. “Ungh…ungh…ungh…” is all you manage to get out before your. She even remade the bed when my skills did not meet with her approval. She was not about to let a guest think that she was not a skilled housekeeper. She only let me work at the kitchen because she knew I loved to cook Ð that and the fact that I owned it.I cut up some vegetables and fruits for a platter, cooked some rice for the red beans and put together some chicken salad from a freshly roasted hen I bought the day before. Next, I made fresh limeade, put some beer and soda on ice along with a. She asked me to switch places with her. She knelt down in front of me and helped me remove my pants. My cock was very hard by now, and she took me in her mouth like a pro. She practically swallowed my cock which was something no one else had ever been able to do. She took great pride in being able to take me all the way down to my balls and every time she did it she would look up at me with her pretty eyes. Soon enough I told her I was going to cum. She choose to just hold the head of my cock. She always thought sucking off a man was demeaning and an affront to her dignity. In addition, she was fuming over having to put up with this perverted farce and act like it was completely normal.She barely managed to contain herself as she smiled and nodded again.“So how do you expect to get through that important portion of the contest with a decent score without having any practical experience?”Brianna shrugged. She was so outraged she didn’t want to even to say a word, lest the wrong ones.