The thick-dick guy raised her legs up, drilling her butt with his fingers. Jennie was moaning non-stop.Then the guy entered her vagina and then tried ...o enter her asshole. He couldn’t do it at first, but then Jennie helped him. He started owning her butt like crazy, slapping his heavy balls against her buttocks. Jennie let the balls out of her mouth, she was crying. The guy came too. Jennie was lying on the sand with her legs moved apart; thick white semen was flowing from her pussy and her. Once her workday was concluded, the Grangers treated her like a tenant, and it would never occur to either of them to enter her room uninvited. Indeed, rarely did they disturb Skeeter after dinner. Either because they were careful of Skeeter's feelings, or because it was their natural inclination, the Grangers could not treat Skeeter like a servant. They never used the imperative, instead always politely asking her to do this or that chore, as if she were doing them a favour. Her working hours. Once it was nice, wet,and glistening, I picked up Wendi's skirt, and with a fresh glob, Imassaged it into her ass. I double-checked the television. It was onlyon the second or third commercial; I still had a couple of minutes leftto tease. So leaning her over the arm of the couch, I slowly pressedthe head of the shiny, black, faux-penis in to her ass."mmmrmmmm-errrrmm" which I'd like to imagine was her saying 'Oh God YesMistress Dyvia, make me feel like the slut I am!' even if it was morelike. In between she was biting her lips and damn that was sexy. So , we were working late and at 10 pm we decided to leave. I didn’t want her to go alone at night. So I offered to drop her in my car. She lived with her roommate in an apartment a few km away. Anyway I dropped her that night and left. This continued for a few days. One day we decided to work at her place. Luckily , her roommate was visiting her family.She was looking amazing. She wore shorts and a loose T-shirt with her hair in a.