“Follow, and lose the rest of the clothes.”Sandra quickly sheds her shirt and bra, but decides to keep the heels. As she passes through the arch i...to the living room she notices the paddle leaning in the corner and shivers at the recent pleasure. She enters the living room and her Maître is already seated on the couch, one hand slowly stroking his cock around the tip, spreading the pre-cum into the rest of his shaft. Sandra wants to run over and slap his hand away so she can take him into her. Her touch drove me wild, and the all the sensations I was feeling were almost too much. I felt her pushed my dick against her shit covered asshole. Using her shit as lube, my dick slid inside. I felt myself penetrate her ring, and enter her warmness. She grinded on top of me, back and forth, sending me into euphoria as I impaled my neighbour’s shitty asshole. Her turd was melting in my mouth, and I swallowed the shitty slime with pleasure. It felt so good to have a part of her inside me, and a. As it started to come she was groaning and moaning and telling me she loved me and that I was the best brother and she wanted me to do this forever and ooohhhh - it it it and she arched her back and squealed in joy. We lay there in her bliss and I said "I want you to make me feel good too - would you do the same thing to me that I did to you? Would you suck my cock and make me feel good too? I am so hot and my penis is so hard it hurts"She moved down to my awaiting cock and grabbed hold of. There was a large terrace through the doors, but there was no one on it either. At the top of the stairs, she was able to appreciate the high, vaulted ceiling and the cupola, which meant that this was the very top of the building.Looking around the room, she inspected the custom-designed furnishings until her eyes fell onto the king-size bed. There was something small and cylindrical laying on the comforter. She walked over to inspect this item more closely and recognized it as a line level..