"Yes Master Mike, would you like a cup?" Dianka asked, already reaching for a mug."Not just yet bitch," Mr. S said. "I want company to have coffee wit... and your slut ass doesn't count. You will go next door and invite Barbara Sanders over to join me for coffee." But Master Mike, I..." Mr. S cut the slut off."I didn't ask, I ordered, you bitch" he exclaimed. "Maybe I need to take you out to the car and bend you over the hood again. Then when a crowd has gathered to watch, offer to allow them to. She closes her eyes and softly combs her fingers through my hair as I begin fondling her soft, pliant breasts and slowly running my tongue up and down in between them while rubbing her delicate nipples with my fingertips. Her breathing deepens as my tongue slowly meanders underneath, up the outside and gradually back down to each ripening nipple. After reaching each nipple, I forcefully lick around the areola, flick the tips with the tip of my tongue, and then suckle as if upon a drinking straw. Are you going to keep eating my tits or are u going to fuck my ass too? Come on get your clothes off" she said as she stripped her tight jeans off and stood on the bed only in her panties... pink colored Jockey's. I stripped off my jeans too and stood there naked, with my cock pointed straight at her, "hmm that's a nice cock you have..." she said as she held it in her hands, her hand could just about fir around the girth, she pulled and tugged on it, feeling its tightness and warmth, i just. "I want her pretty! But Melissa?You didn't answer your mother. It IS a wonderful idea, isn't it?"I managed a weak smile. "Yes Ruth. It sounds like fun. But who'll lookafter you while I'm gone?"Ruth smiled at mummy. "You really did a wonderful job of bringing herup. So thoughtful! So considerate!" She turned back to me. "Thank youdarling, but I'm going on a business trip starting the day aftertomorrow and will be gone for about three weeks." I was wondering why you were doing this on such short.