Dial it! I ordered myself, just dial the damn number! My hands shook. See, the problem was that I already knew that he didn’t want to talk to me. I ...new that he used to avoid me. What if my showing up unannounced — or calling — ruined his whole day? He probably was grateful that I had stopped sending him a card every year on his birthday. He probably was relieved that I had seemingly forgotten about him… After a thought like that, there was no way anyone would be able to call much less knock on. .Then I could feel his hard cock pulsing inside of my wet cunt knowing that he had conquered me like no other man…He had for sure noticed I had let out a wild orgasm despite my efforts to resist. When he reluctantly withdrew his still rock hard shaft from my dripping cunt, he leant on me and smelñed the musk rising from my warm body."You have been well fucked by your Black Master now, bitch”I knew that he was not done with me yet.Then he said that there was one more hole that he had yet to. For the first time in her life, Grace had met someone who could out-talk her. Grace finally agreed to giving the experiment a try at 2:00 PM on the following Monday. Grace was still in kind of a daze as she walked to the van for her ride home. Fortunately, Betty was there to drive them home.Everybody was able to squeeze into the three vans with the dogs, and they made it home without incident. This was a good thing because Betty was still naked. Helen took care of the float, and the women of. He reached to lock the door and we walked to the back of the room. There were piles of desks and cabinets, and I sat down on one, scooting my ass to the very edge. He approached me slowly, grabbing my waist as he pulled me into his kiss. His lips were soft. "We only have 20 minutes," I said moaning as he licked and kissed my neck. "The way we're headed, we'll be done in 15," He said pulling my shirt over my head. I left my skirt on. I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. I got on my.