In high school...fuck...you are so much bigger than my cuck. Please​​ fuck me" Sara cried.Tyrone began thrusting in to her and the sound of their ...odies slapping together filling the room. "Oh my god!" exhaled Sara before Tyrone retracted and once again slammed in to her. Sara's cries of pleasure continued to echo around the room for the next few minutes as her loud exhales of air matched the rhythm of Tyrone's punishing thrusts. "Fuck me harder," begged Sara, moving her hands to Tyrone's ass.. She said, “It was just what I needed. I should have asked you for that little extra massage months ago.” She gave me a bonus in addition to my regular fee. I really didn’t understand what was so special about what I did, but kept a note of it in her file to remember to do it again. Michelle was waiting in my outer office. I was so involved with Ellen, I didn’t hear her arrive. I’m sure she kept busy reading about the dos and don’ts of massage therapy in the pamphlets and magazines spread. So it’s all been a big mistake, She’s not giving treats to a sad old wanker like me, I’ve been k**ding myself. How stupid! A beautiful Goddess like Her deliberately making a disgusting old mac-wanking pervert like me cum in his pants? What an idiot. Suddenly the back door opens and there She is, in – a bikini. This is as bare as I’ve ever seen a girl, and that’s been a rare experience. I’m rooted to the spot, starting to quiver all over and unable, unaware even that I’m staring at Her. Even. Keeping the security chain on, she opens it. He stands there with a small, wicked smile on his face. In his hand is a long holdall. He is dressed in black, his eyes shaded from the sun by tinted glasses She gasps, involuntarily. What does he want? “Hello. Aren’t you going to invite me in?” “Sorry, yes, yes of course. Come in.” Hands fumble with the chain, her thoughts disorganised. The chain comes off of the door, and he steps inside. The sunlight streams in, highlighting her darkened and erect.