I got off the bed and walked round to the top of the bed, my erect cock protruding out standing to attention. Caroline took hold of my cock and gently...wanked me, then Caroline got off the bed and knelt on the floor resting herself against her bed. I knelt down and held my cock in my hand as I guided my cock, running the tip of my cock against her bum, then I felt Caroline push back on to my cock as i felt her wetness against the tip of my cock. Caroline let out alittle whimper as she eased. At that moment I felt that my room was miles away, can’t wait to hug, and insert my tongue and dick in her all holes.Reached my room, opened the room as I was having another key which was made the time when Anamika and myself shared the first session.Went inside and locked the door, went directly to bed room where I found my angel Anamika was lying on bed, and the surprise was she has changed only her coat uniform to a tea shirt but with the uniform pant. I can clearly recognize that she was. “It’s sooo hot! The other night, I watched some white guy blowing a black guy right here on the table. It looked like the black guy shot this like humungous load all over the white guy’s face! I played with myself for hours over that.”I again had to stifle a laugh. Unknown to me at the time, Amanda had in fact been a witness to my last adventure at the park. And she was right. The guy, a college kid I’d just happened upon after work last week, had shot a massive load, filling my mouth and. "She pushed my face back, slapped it lightly, and thrust her hand down my pants, bypassing my dick, and instead grabbing my balls and squeezing them hard. "I promise," she said again breathlessly, while I moaned quietly, still trying to get my wind back, and immersing myself in the sublimely painful pleasure of having my balls tortured. Barbara reached around and released my wrist restraints, and while I was getting the blood running back through my arms, she sat down in the chair, languidly.