” I tell you.“Please, what?”I feel humiliated and turned on at the same time to ask for what I want. “Please, fuck me with your finger.”A ha...d spank comes down my ass in surprise. “Ask again,” you command.“Please, will you fuck me with your finger?” My body is burning with desire and humiliation. Burning with control and surrender. Your finger slowly enters my wet pussy but just teasing at the entrance. I can feel my hunger wanting to devour you, wanting to be devoured. You enter slowly, then. Camaire had her light brown hair straight around her perfect face. A few strands kept getting caught in her light-pink, pouty, puffy lips. This brown-eyed beauty had slightly rounder, bigger, and even perkier breasts than the other two. She wore a super-tight-ending-at-the-midriff soft-pink tube top on top of a white lacy bra that pushed her breasts up to unbelievable heights. She also had on a scandalous grey tube skirt, starting an inch below her belly button, tracing over her sassy hips and. I took a couple of slow, measured steps into the room when suddenly the door swung quickly shut with a loud thunk.Stunned, I flinched and turned to see you, standing close to the wall, your arms behind you with your hands against it in a vaguely submissive pose. You wore nothing but black lacy boyshort panties and matching push up bra. Three inch heels completed your ensemble. Your deep brown eyes locked onto mine with an anxious expression as your breasts heaved upward with each deep and. Just being filled by the girth of his meat warmed me.“I tossed one off after you called. I’m in this for a while, Bitch.” He chortled. “Got to get my fifteen bucks worth.” He moaned after saying that. I felt his cock twitch. Maybe he wouldn’t last as long as he thought.My face warmed red at the small pride I felt. My body shuddered under his relentless pounding. I knew more shame than pride then. When I tried to think of Donald, all I could see was a broken man, physically and emotionally. I.