'Look, mate, I'm in Croydon on a job, but as soon as I'm done I'll comeround. Don't do anything... don't do anything daft, okay?'More breathless sobbi...g. 'I... okay, mate. Thanks.''See you soon,' Lance promised.*Inevitably the traffic seemed like the worst in history, just to makethe occasion extra special. But eventually he was parking the bikeoutside the familiar old Victorian apartment block and hurrying up tohis friend's door.Tony opened it in seconds, face ghostly white but for the deep. “You want this, don’t ya bitch?” She asked sternly as I nodded “Well its time for me to take what is mine, arch your back you dirty girl!” I did as I was told. Mistress Chelsea grabbed her swimsuit and pulled it out of my ass and set it to the side. Now I my virgin ass was exposed to her. I started to shake as I felt her cock get closer and closer to my anus. She put the head on it and stopped. “Bitch there is no going back now! You want it and I need a new. He started to fuck again and pinned her legs back and started smacking het tits and pulling on her nipples. After a few minuets of that he stopped, pulled out, untied her and flipped her on the ottoman to fuck her from behind. Once we got her in position he shoved his cock back in her and started to fuck her. He grabbed he hips and drove it hard into her. All you could hear was her sloppy pussy and the smacks of him ramming into her, and of course her moans. He slowed down and started to work. She was standing opposite to me, facing the other side. I could see her nude right leg. I wasn’t interested in that much and switched my view back to the TV. While cleaning, she was talking to me. I was very slow in replying back. She sensed that something was wrong.She stopped cleaning, and came and sat near me. She was sitting on my left side and her right leg was rubbing my left leg. Some part of her thigh was also exposed. She put her hand around my shoulder and asked me “what happened?” I.