Now I can’t get enough of sucking him off. His cock feels good going inside my mouth and the head seems to be begging me to kiss and suck it all a... the same time. It makes me feel so nasty whenever I’m sucking him that I have no problem reaching an orgasm while I’m sucking him off. I know his cock is the forbidden fruit and I can’t stop myself from eating it and getting a taste of him. I explode when his cum hits my face and lands on my tongue. I want to serve him with the kind of nasty sex. We both know, or I know the passion I have for her. Still thinking how it cannot be possible that this amount of beauty can look at me, stare at me with words of how handsome I am. I don't believe it, but I know how beautiful, pretty, how hot she is. Her face is sexy. Her whole body and aura breaths sex, exhaling lust though I feel something different. This feeling is a feeling all people try to run from. We run through red lights, stop signs, we'd run through a brick wall if it didn't leave us. I prepared the apartment. I closed most of the curtains and puffed up the sofa cushions that took up the whole wall of the lounge area.Another knock on the door; Emma, I thought. I nearly ran to the door to open it; my heart rate had increased ten-fold but it had nothing to do with me running. It was only five past one. She was ten minutes early, but I wasn’t complaining.Emma stood there with her little pink Slazenger bag. I hurried her inside. She dropped the bag down in the passageway and we. I gasped."You are such a good little cunt. It pleases me to know you were here waiting for me."His hands, ruff against my flesh ran down my belly to his pussy. His fingers snaking their way between the lips till he found my swollen clit. He rolled it, tweeked it, messaged it. "Spread your legs cunt." I did. "Spread them further and bend over."Hands planted firmly on the ground, my ass high in the air, and legs spread allowing master to have a full view of his wet pussy. I heard his pants unzip,.